The Death-bed Of A Day,

The Ground Of All Great Thoughts Is Sadness.

Every Believer Is God's Miracle.

Tis Light Translateth Night; 'tis Inspiration Expounds Experience; 'tis The West Explains The East; 'tis Time Unfolds Eternity.

Corruption Springs From Light: 'tis One Same Power Creates, Preserves, Destroys; Matter Whereon It Works, On E'er Self-transmutative Form, Common To Now The Living, Now The Dead.

The Sun, Centre And Sire Of Light, The Keystone Of The World-built Arch Of Heaven.