And In Life's Noisiest Hour, There Whispers

Stimulate The Heart To Love And The Mind To Be Early Accurate, And All Other Virtues Will Rise Of Their Own Accord, And All Vices Will Be Thrown Out.

The Water-lily, In The Midst Of Waters, Opens Its Leaves And Expands Its Petals, At The First Pattering Of The Shower, And Rejoices In The Rain-drops With A Quicker Sympathy Than The Packed Shrubs In The Sandy Desert.

Poetry Is Certainly Something More Than Good Sense, But It Must Be Good Sense, At All Events, Just As A Palace Is More Than A House, But It Must Be A House, At Least.

The Paternal And Filial Duties Discipline The Heart, And Prepare It For The Love Of All Mankind. The Intensity Of Private Attachment Encourages, Not Prevents, Universal Benevolence.

Law Grows, And Though The Principles Of Law Remain Unchanged, Yet (and It Is One Of The Advantages Of The Common Law) Their Application Is To Be Changed With The Changing Circumstances Of The Times. Some Persons May Call This Retrogression, I Call It Progression Of Human Opinion.