If I Could I Would Always Work

If I Could I Would Always Work In Silence And Obscurity, And Let My Efforts Be Known By Their Results.

How Strange! I Thought, Though Everybody Hated And Despised Each Other, They Could Not Avoid Loving Me.

Proud People Breed Sad Sorrows For Themselves.

Every Leaf Speaks Bliss To Me, Fluttering From The Autumn Tree.

I Got The Sexton, Who Was Digging Linton's Grave, To Remove The Earth Off Her Coffin Lid, And I Opened It. I Thought, Once, I Would Have Stayed There, When I Saw Her Face Again - It Is Hers Yet - He Had Hard Work To Stir Me; But He Said It Would Change, If The Air Blew On It.