It's A Warm Wind, The West Wind,

To Most Of Us The Future Seems Unsure. But Then It Always Has Been; And We Who Have Seen Great Changes Must Have Great Hopes.

Heaven To Me's A Fair Blue Stretch Of Sky, Earth's Jest A Dusty Road.

Most Roads Lead Men Homewards, My Road Leads Me Forth

I Have Seen Dawn And Sunset On Moors And Windy Hills Coming In Solemn Beauty Like Slow Old Tunes Of Spain.

Once In A Century A Man May Be Ruined Or Made Insufferable By Praise. But Surely Once In A Minute Something Generous Dies For Want Of It.