Because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.

I hold it truth, with him who sings To one clear harp in divers tones, That men may rise on stepping-stones Of their dead selves to higher things.

What rights are those that dare not resist for them?

In the long years liker they must grow; The man be more of woman, she of man.

And blessings on the falling out That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears!

Cast all your cares on God; that anchor holds.

if you don't concentrate on what you are doing then the thing that you are doing is not what you are thinking.