Who Has Seen The Wind? Neither You

Were There No God, We Would Be In This Glorious World With Grateful Hearts, And No One To Thank.

A Man Is Ever Apt To Contemplate Himself Out Of All Proportion To His Surroundings.

This Life Is But The Passage Of A Day, This Life Is But A Pang And All Is Over; But In The Life To Come Which Fades Not Away Every Love Shall Abide And Every Lover.

And All Winds Go Sighing For Sweet Things Dying.

It's Surely Summer. For There's A Swallow: Come One Swallow, His Mate Will Follow, The Bird Race Quicken And Wheel And Thicken.