The Pine Is The Mother Of Legends.

He Gives Only The Worthless Gold Who Gives From A Sense Of Duty.

Two Meanings Have Our Lightest Fantasies,- One Of The Flesh, And Of The Spirit One.

Safe In The Hallowed Quiets Of The Past.

Here Come The Hum The Golden Bees Underneath Full Blossomed Trees, At Once With Glowing Fruit And Flowers Crowned.

There Is Something Magnificent In Having A Country To Love.