I believe that the biggest fools in this world are the advocates and disseminators of infidelity, the would-be destroyers of the Paradise of God.
With Trotwood
THE LAST DRIVE
’Twas long ago, aye, long and long ago,
I see the starlight and the paling clouds
Which linger yet in Mem’ry’s afterglow,
Pale cheeks that lie amid a sky of shrouds.
The swell of Evening’s breathing all around.