In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.

And Gentle Winds And Waters Near, Make Music To The Lonely Ear.

Keep Thy Smooth Words And Juggling Homilies For Those Who Know Thee Not.

Love Rules The Camp, The Court, The Grove - For Love Is Heaven, And Heaven Is Love.

From The Mingled Strength Of Shade And Light A New Creation Rises To My Sight, Such Heav'nly Figures From His Pencil Flow, So Warm With Light His Blended Colors Glow. . . . . The Glowing Portraits, Fresh From Life, That Bring Home To Our Hearts The Truth From Which They Spring.

A Drop Of Ink May Make A Million Think.