When You Ask One Friend To Dine,

Sorrow And Silence Are Strong, And Patient Endurance Is Godlike.

The Morning Breaks; The Steeds In Their Stalls Stamp And Neigh, As The Hostler Calls; The Day Returns, But Nevermore Returns The Traveler To The Shore, And The Tide Rises, The Tide Falls.

Ah, To Build, To Build! That Is The Noblest Of All The Arts.

Love Gives Itself; It Is Not Bought.

Then Stars Arise, And The Night Is Holy.