O precious is the pause between the winds that come and go, And sweet the silence of the shores between the ebb and flow. - Arthur O'Shaughnessy

Out of a fabulous story, we fashion an empire's glory..

And therefore to-day is thrilling With a past day's late fulfilling; And the multitudes are enlisted In the faith that their fathers resisted, And, scorning the dream of to-morrow, Are bringing to pass, as they may, In the world, for its joy or its sorrow, The dream that was scorned yesterday.

We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams...
Yet we are the movers and shakers
of the world for ever, it seems.