Every Man Is Like The Company He

God Gives Each His Due At The Time Allotted.

Oh, Trebly Blest The Placid Lot Of Those Whose Hearth Foundations Are In Pure Love Laid, Where Husband's Breast With Tempered Ardor Glows, And Wife, Oft Mother, Is In Heart A Maid!

There Is Desire In Those Who Love To Hear About Their Loved Ones' Pains.

In Misfortune, Which Friend Remains A Friend?

Time Cancels Young Pain.