There are times when you get hit upon, Try hard but you cannot give. Other times you'd gladly part, With what you need to live
Let there be songs to fill the air.
You who choose to lead must follow. But if you fall, you fall alone.
Inspiration, move me brightly, light the song with sense and color, hold away despair
Don't waste the breath to save your face, When you have done your best, And even more is asked of you, Let fate decide the rest.
The best architects feel it to be their duty to make the path to the hole as free as possible from annoying difficulties for the less skillful golfers, while at the same time presenting to the scratch players a route calling for the best shots at their command.