Everyone Says That Forgiveness Is A Lovely

Burn, O Evening Hearth, And Waken Pleasant Visions, As Of Old! Though The House By Winds Be Shaken, Safe I Keep This Room Of Gold!

The Low Desire, The Base Design That Makes Another's Virtues Less.

Ah, The Souls Of Those That Die Are But Sunbeams Lifted Higher.

It Was A High Counsel That I Once Heard Given To A Young Person, - Always Do What You Are Afraid To Do.

Be Thy Sleep Silent As Night Is, And As Deep.