Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled, Neither

That It Would Always Be Summer And Autumn, And You Always Courting Me, And Always Thinking As Much Of Me As You Have Done Through The Past Summertime!

It Was Still Early, And The Sun's Lower Limb Was Just Free Of The Hill, His Rays, Ungenial And Peering, Addressed The Eye Rather Than The Touch As Yet.

A Woman Would Rather Visit Her Own Grave Than The Place Where She Has Been Young And Beautiful After She Is Aged And Ugly.

Teach Me To Live, That I May Dread The Grave As Little As My Bed. Teach Me To Die.

To Dwellers In A Wood, Almost Every Species Of Tree Has Its Voice As Well As Its Feature.