Happy, Happy, Happy For All

There’s A Magic In The Distance, Where The Sea-line Meets The Sky.

Heart Of My Heart, The World Is Young; Love Lies Hidden In Every Rose!

Of The Sayings Of Christ In The Synoptic Gospels That Can Be Compared To Those In The Fourth Gospel, There Are One Or Two Which I Venture To Think Can Only Have Been Recorded On The Authority Of St. John.

The Wind Was A Torrent Of Darkness Among The Gusty Trees, The Moon Was A Ghostly Galleon Tossed Upon Cloudy Seas, The Road Was A Ribbon Of Moonlight, Over The Purple Moor, And The Highwayman Came Riding-- Riding--riding-- The Highwayman Came Riding, Up To The Old Inn-door.

Beauty Is A Fading Flower,truth Is But A Wizard's Tower,where A Solemn Death-bell Tolls,and A Forest Round It Rolls.