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O Lady! We Receive But What We Give And In Our Life Alone Does Nature Live.

All Sympathy Not Consistent With Acknowledged Virtue Is But Disguised Selfishness.

Therefore All Seasons Shall Be Sweet To Thee, Whether The Summer Clothe The General Earth With Greenness, Or The Redbreast Sit And Sing Betwixt The Tufts Of Snow On The Bare Branch Of Mossy Apple Tree.

He Prayeth Best Who Loveth Best.

The Worth And Value Of Knowledge Is In Proportion To The Worth And Value Of Its Object.