Down The Blue Night The Unending Columns

Breathless, We Flung Us On A Windy Hill, Laughed In The Sun, And Kissed The Lovely Grass.

I Know What Things Are Good: Friendship And Work And Conversation. These I Shall Have.

Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us With His Hour, And Caught Our Youth, And Wakened Us From Sleeping, With Hand Made Sure, Clear Eye, And Sharpened Power, To Turn, As Swimmers Into Cleanness Leaping.

Fish Say, They Have Their Stream And Pond; But Is There Anything Beyond?

Proud, Then, Clear-eyed And Laughing, Go To Greet Death As A Friend!