Give Honour Unto Luke Evangelist; For He

The Wombat Is A Joy, A Triumph, A Delight, A Madness!

Love Is The Last Relay And Ultimate Outposts Of Eternity.

Your Eyes Smile Peace.

At Length Their Long Kiss Severed, With Sweet Smart:and As The Last Slow Sudden Drops Are Shedfrom Sparkling Eaves When All The Storm Has Fled,so Singly Flagged The Pulses Of Each Heart.

This Sunlight Shames November Where He Grieves In Dead Red Leaves, And Will Not Let Him Shun The Day, Though Bough With Bough Be Overrun. But With A Blessing Every Glade Receives High Salutation.