Modesty And Dew Love The Shade.

Enthusiasm Springs From The Imagination, And Self-sacrifice From The Heart. Women Are, Therefore, More Naturally Heroic Than Men. All Nations Have In Their Annals Some Of These Miracles Of Patriotism, Of Which Woman Is The Instrument In The Hands Of God.

Hence Life, As Through A Cloud, For Me I See Vanish, And To The Past's Dark Shade 'tis Chas'd; As A Grand Image Love Remains To Me-- Sole Remnant Of A Dream, By Morn Effac'd.

Yet, In These Autumn Days When Nature Expires, Here, In These Veiled Scenes, I Find More Attractions; It Is A Friend's Sad Goodbye; It Is The Last Smile From Lips That Death Is Going To Close Forever!

Time Is A Great Ocean Which, Like The Other Ocean, Overflows With Our Remains.

The Photographer Will Never Replace The Painter; One Is A Man, The Other A Machine. Let Us Compare Them No Longer. (1848)