The Heart, Like The Mind,

Races, Better Than We, Have Leaned On Her Wavering Promise, Having Naught Else But Hope.

The Day Is Dark And Cold And Dreary; It Rains, And The Wind Is Never Weary.

Each Morning Sees Some Task Begin, Each Evening Sees It Close.

The Mormons Make The Marriage Ring, Like The Ring Of Saturn, Fluid, Not Solid, And Keep It In Its Place By Numerous Satellites.

"do Not Fear! Heaven Is As Near," He Said, "by Water As By Land!"