Life And Hope Must Cease Together.

Adieu! But Let Me Cherish, Still, The Hope With Which I Cannot Part. Contempt May Wound, And Coldness Chill, But Still It Lingers In My Heart. And Who Can Tell But Heaven, At Last, May Answer All My Thousand Prayers, And Bid The Future Pay The Past With Joy For Anguish, Smiles For Tears?

No; For Instead Of Delivering Myself Up To The Full Enjoyment Of The As Others Do, I Am Always Troubling My Head About How I Could Produce The Same Effect Upon Canvas; And As That Can Never Be Done, It Is Mere Vanity And Vexation Of Spirit.

But He That Dares Not Grasp The Thorn Should Never Crave The Rose.

And Then, The Unspeakable Purity - And Freshness Of The Air! There Was Just Enough Heat To Enhance The Value Of The Breeze, And Just Enough Wind To Keep The Whole Sea In Motion, To Make The Waves Come Bounding To The Shore, Foaming And Sparkling, As If Wild With Glee.

She Left Me, Offended At My Want Of Sympathy, And Thinking, No Doubt, That I Envied Her. I Did Not - At Least, I Firmly Believed I Did Not.