A lie which is half a truth is ever the blackest of lies.

A daughter of the gods, divinely tall, And most divinely fair.

He that shuts love out, in turn shall be Shut out from love, and on her threshold lie, Howling in outer darkness.

There is always change, bad customs pass and give way to better ones.

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

And the sun went down, and the stars came out far over the summer sea, But never a moment ceased the fight of the one and the fifty-three.

Strong Son of God, immortal Love, Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove.