Be Glad Of Life Because It Gives

Thou Warden Of The Western Gate, Above Manhattan Bay, The Fogs Of Doubt That Hid Thy Face Are Driven Clean Away: Thine Eyes At Last Look Far And Clear, Thou Liftest High Thy Hand To Spread The Light Of Liberty World-wide For Every Land.

Oh, It's Home Again And Home Again, America For Me! I Want A Ship That's Westward Bound To Plough The Rolling Sea To The Blessed Land Of Room Enough Beyond The Ocean Bars, Where The Air Is Full Of Sunlight And The Flag Is Full Of Stars.

One Truly Affectionate Soul In A Family Will Evert A Sweetening And Harmonizing Influence Upon All Its Members.

A Clean And Sensitive Conscience, A Steady And Scrupulous Integrity In Small Things As Well As Large, Is The Most Valuable Of All Possessions, To A Nation As To An Individual.

Half Of The Secular Unrest And Dismal, Profane Sadness Of Modern Society Comes From The Vain Ideas That Every Man Is Bound To Be A Critic For Life.