I Am Tired Of Looking On What

Surely The Stars Are Images Of Love.

Kindness Is Wisdom. There Is None In Life But Needs It And May Learn.

Walk Boldly And Wisely.... There Is A Hand Above That Will Help You On.

Look On The Bee Upon The Wing 'mong Flowers; How Brave, How Bright His Life! Then Mark, Him Hiv'd, Cramp'd, Cringing In His Self-built, Social Cell, Thus It Is In The World-hive; Most Where Men Lie Deep In Cities As In Drifts.

The Dew, 'tis Of The Tears Which Stars Weep, Sweet With Joy.