For dear me, why abandon a belief Merely because it ceases to be true
... A nation has to take its natural courseOf Progress round and round in circlesFrom King to Mob to King to Mob to KingUntil the eddy of it eddies out.
A breeze discovered my open book And began to flutter the leaves to look
There would be more than ocean-water brokenBefore God's last Put out the Light was spoken.
Life is tons of discipline.