And On The Tree Of

Death To Life Is Crown Or Shame.

The Greatest Burden In The World Is Superstition, Not Only Of Ceremonies In The Church, But Of Imaginary And Scarecrow Sins At Home.

Flowers Of All Hue, And Without Thorn The Rose.

And Every Shepherd Tells His Tale Under The Hawthorn In The Dale.

Is It True, O Christ In Heaven, That The Highest Suffer The Most? That The Strongest Wander Furthest And Most Hopelessly Are Lost? That The Mark Of Rank In Nature Is Capacity For Pain? That The Anguish Of The Singer Makes The Sweetness Of The Strain?