A Good Book Is The Precious Lifeblood

Beauty Stands In The Admiration Only Of Weak Minds Led Captive.

Beyond Is All Abyss, Eternity, Whose End No Eye Can Reach.

It Is Not Hard For Any Man Who Hath A Bible In His Hand To Borrow Good Words And Holy Sayings In Abundance; But To Make Them His Own Is A Work Of Grace Only From Above.

Have Hung My Dank And Dropping Weeds To The Stern God Of Sea.

He Who Would Not Be Frustrate Of His Hope To Write Well Hereafter In Laudable Things Ought Himself To Be A True Poem.