Labor, Wide As The Earth, Has Its

With Stupidity And Sound Digestion, Man May Front Much.

The Cut Of A Garment Speaks Of Intellect And Talent And The Color Of Temperament And Heart.

So Here Hath Been Dawning Another Blue Day; Think, Wilt Thou Let It Slip Useless Away? Out Of Eternity This New Day Is Born, Into Eternity At Night Will Return.

Silence Is More Eloquent Than Words.

A Pygmy Standing On The Outward Crust Of This Small Planet, His Far-reaching Spirit Stretches Outward To The Infinite, And There Alone Finds Rest.