What So Wild As Words

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

Truth Is Within Ourselves.

All June I Bound The Rose In Sheaves, Now, Rose By Rose, I Strip The Leaves.

Grow Old With Me. The Best Is Yet To Be. The Last Of Life For Which The First Was Made.

The Heavens And Earth Stay As They Were; My Heart Beats As It Beat: The Truth Remains The Truth.