Love Is Not Getting, But

There Is A Loftier Ambition Than Merely To Stand High In The World. It Is To Stoop Down And Lift Mankind A Little Higher.

So Let The Way Wind Up The Hill Or Down, O’er Rough Or Smooth, The Journey Will Be Joy; Still Seeking What I Sought When But A Boy, New Friendship, High Adventure, And A Crown. My Heart Will Keep The Courage Of The Quest, And Hope The Road’s Last Turn Will Be The Best.

Love That Leads Life Upward Is The Noblest And The Best.

Oh, London Is A Man's Town, There's Power In The Air; And Paris Is A Woman's Town, With Flowers In Her Hair; And It's Sweet To Dream In Venice, And It's Great To Study Rome; But When It Comes To Living, There Is No Place Like Home.

Long Ago Apollo Called To Aristæus, Youngest Of The Shepherds, Saying, "i Will Make You Keeper Of My Bees." Golden Were The Hives, And Golden Was The Honey; Golden, Too, The Music, Where The Honey-makers Hummed Among The Trees.