The Sad Rhyme Of The

Men Are Not Angels, Neither Are They Brutes.

Would You Have Your Songs Endure? Build On The Human Heart.

God Is Seen God In The Star, In The Stone, In The Flesh, In The Soul And The Clod.

Hand Grasps At Hand, Eye Lights Eye In Good Friendship, And Great Hearts Expand And Grow One In The Sense Of This World's Life.

God Is In His Heaven, All's Right With The World.