The Death-bed Of A Day,

When I Forget That The Stars Shine In Air-- When I Forget That Beauty Is In Stars-- When I Forget That Love With Beauty Is-- Will I Forget Thee: Till Then All Things Else.

Blest Is He Whose Heart Is The Home Of The Great Dead And Their Great Thoughts.

Man Is A Military Animal, Glories In Gunpowder, And Loves Parade.

The Truth Of Truths Is Love.

All Things That Speak Of Heaven Speak Of Peace.