The Power That Keeps Cities

There Is No Harbor Of Peace From The Changing Waves Of Joy And Despair.

What Greater Grief Than The Loss Of One's Native Land.

Some Men Never Find Prosperity, For All Their Voyaging, While Others Find It With No Voyaging.

Among Mortals Second Thoughts Are Wisest.

Oh, Trebly Blest The Placid Lot Of Those Whose Hearth Foundations Are In Pure Love Laid, Where Husband's Breast With Tempered Ardor Glows, And Wife, Oft Mother, Is In Heart A Maid!