If We Will Measure Other People's Corn

The Soul, Like The Body, Lives By What It Feeds On.

Laws Are The Very Bulkwarks Of Liberty; They Define Every Man's Rights, And Defend The Individual Liberties Of All Men.

Joys Divided Are Increased.

We Work And That Is Godlike.

The Pleasant Converse Of The Fireside, The Simple Songs Of Home, The Words Of Encouragement As I Bend Over My School-tasks, The Kiss As I Lie Down To Rest, The Patient Bearing With The Freaks Of My Restless Nature, The Gentle Counsels Mingled With Reproofs And Approvals, The Sympathy That Meets And Assuages Every Sorrow, And Sweetens Every Little Success--all These Return To Me Amid The Responsibilities Which Press Upon Me Now, And I Feel As If I Had Once Lived In Heaven, And, Straying, Had Lost My Way.