A loving world if all my thoughts are kind;
A holy world if what ! think is holy;
A world of truth if truth is sought for solely.
I may, though on this globe of soil, assert
I live not in a sticky world of dirt;
But one of thought and choice, desire and will,
And hopes that throb and loves that thrill.
__John E. Everett.
Quillings in Verse
(Smith Center: 1912)