The soul would have no rainbow, had the eyes no tears. - John Vance Cheney

The rust will find the sword of fame, The dust will hide the crown; Ay, none shall nail so high his name Time will not tear it down.

Not in the time of pleasure Hope doth set her bow; But in the sky of sorrow, Over the vale of woe. Through gloom and shadow look we On beyond the years! The soul would have no rainbow Had the eyes no tears.

Who drives the horses of the sun Shall lord it but a day; Better the lowly deed were done, And kept the humble way.