Feelings Of Man Are Always Pure And

Two Aged Men, That Had Been Foes For Life, Met By A Grave, And Wept - And In Those Tears They Washed Away The Memory Of Their Strife; Then Wept Again The Loss Of All Those Years.

The Romance Of Life Begins And Ends With Two Blank Pages. Age And Extreme Old Age.

It Is Not The End Of Joy That Makes Old Age So Sad, But The End Of Hope.

There Is A Joy In Sorrow Which None But A Mourner Can Know.

Poverty Is The Only Load Which Is The Heavier The More Loved Ones There Are To Assist In Bearing It.