Thought Takes Man Out Of

Silence Is A Great Peacemaker.

The Morning Pouring Everywhere, Its Golden Glory On The Air.

Round About What Is, Lies A Whole Mysterious World Of Might Be, A Psychological Romance Of Possibilities And Things That Do Not Happen.

It Has Done Me Good To Be Somewhat Parched By The Heat And Drenched By The Rain Of Life.

In December Ring Every Day The Chimes; Loud The Gleemen Sing In The Streets Their Merry Rhymes. Let Us By The Fire Ever Higher Sing Them Till The Night Expire!