Life... Is A Paradise To What We

In The Modesty Of Fearful Duty, I Read As Much As From The Rattling Tongue Of Saucy And Audacious Eloquence.

Thou Art An Elm, My Husband, I A Vine.

Can I Go Forward When My Heart Is Here? Turn Back, Dull Earth, And Find Thy Centre Out.

They Say Miracles Are Past.

The Love Of Heaven Makes One Heavenly.