The Stars Are Threshed, And

Jesus & His Apostles & Disciples Were All Artists

For I Dance And Drink And Sing, Till Some Blind Hand Shall Brush My Wing. If Thought Is Life And Strength And Breath And The Want Of Thought Is Death Then Am I A Happy Fly If I Live Or If I Die

I Am In You And You In Me, Mutual In Divine Love.

England! Awake! Awake! Awake! Jerusalem Thy Sister Calls! Why Wilt Thou Sleep The Sleep Of Death And Close Her From Thy Ancient Walls?

The Cistern Contains: The Fountain Overflows.