...for A Girl With Eyes Like Hers

I Don't Think Secrets Agree With Me, I Feel Rumpled Up In Mind Since You Told Me That.

You Say Often You Wish A Library; Here I Gif You One; For Between These Two Lids (he Meant Covers) Is Many Books In One. Read Him Well, And He Will Help You Much; For The Study Of Character In This Book Will Help You To Read It In The World, And Paint It With Your Pen.

I Often Think Flowers Are The Angels' Alphabet Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious And Beautiful Lessons For Us To Feel And Learn.

Wild Roses Are Fairest, And Nature A Better Gardener Than Art.

He Looked At Her An Instant, For The Effect Of The Graceful Girlish Figure With Pale, Passionate Face And Dark Eyes Full Of Sorrow, Pride And Resolution Was Wonderfully Enhanced By The Gloom Of The Great Room, And Glimpses Of A Gathering Storm In The Red Autumn Sky.