A Lady With A Lamp Shall Stand

Noble Souls, Through Dust And Heat, Rise From Disaster And Defeat The Stronger.

All Your Strength In Is Your Union. All Your Danger Is In Discord. Therefore Be At Peace Henceforward, And As Brothers Live Together.

Races, Better Than We, Have Leaned On Her Wavering Promise, Having Naught Else But Hope.

What Discord Should We Bring Into The Universe If Our Prayers Were All Answered! Then We Should Govern The World, And Not God. And Do You Think We Should Govern It Better?

The Helicon Of Too Many Poets Is Not A Hill Crowned With Sunshine And Visited By The Muses And The Graces, But An Old, Mouldering House, Full Of Gloom And Haunted By Ghosts.