By Reason Of Thy Law
Here I make oath--Although the heart that knows its
Hear loath,
And credit less--That he who kens to meet Pain's kisses
Which hiss against his tears,
Here I make oath--Although the heart that knows its
Hear loath,
And credit less--That he who kens to meet Pain's kisses
Which hiss against his tears,
True Love is founded in rocks of Remembrance In stones of Forbearance and mortar of pain
The workman lays wearily granite on granite,
And bleeds for his castle, 'mid sunshine and rain
Love is not velvet, not all of it velvet,
The Hidden Law does not
Our laws of probability,
But takes the atom and the
And human beings as they are,
Law, say the gardeners, is the sun,
Law is the
All gardeners
To-morrow, yesterday, to-day
It’s the sweet law of
They make wine from
They make fire from
They make men from
Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die
As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back —For th...