Smiling The Boy Fell Dead.

Earth Changes, But Thy Soul And God Stand Sure.

Then Welcome Each Rebuff That Turns Earth's Smoothness Rough, Each Sting That Bids Nor Sit Nor Stand, But Go! Be Our Joys Three-parts Pain! Strive, And Hold Cheap The Strain; Learn, Nor Account The Pang; Dare, Never Grudge The Throe!

Silence 'tis Awe Decrees.

This Could But Have Happened Once,- And We Missed It, Lost It Forever.

Tis Looking Downward Makes One Dizzy.