And I Live On, But In Grief

He Loves But Lightly Who His Love Can Tell.

And Men Go About To Wonder At The Heights Of The Mountains, And The Mighty Waves Of The Sea, And The Wide Sweep Of Rivers, And The Circuit Of The Ocean, And The Revolution Of The Stars, But Themselves They Consider Not.

Rarely Do Great Beauty And Great Virtue Dwell Together.

I Would Have Preferred To Have Been Born In Any Other Time Than Our Own.

I Know And Love The Good, Yet, Ah! The Worst Pursue.