• Upon my lips the breath of song, Within my heart a rhyme, Howe'er time trips or lags along, I keep abreast with time!

    Clinton Scollard: Upon my lips the breath of song,
Within my heart a rhyme,
Howe'er time trips or lags along,
I keep abreast with time!
    Clinton Scollard (1916). “Ballads, Patriotic & Romantic”