Nature Fits All Her Children With Something

The Fireflies O'er The Meadow In Pulses Come And Go.

The Thing We Long For, That We Are For One Transcendent Moment.

Pride Of Origin, Whether High Or Low, Springs From The Same Principle In Human Nature; One Is But The Positive, The Other The Negative, Pole Of A Single Weakness.

There Are Two Kinds Of Weakness, That Which Breaks And That Which Bends.

Tis Easy Now For The Heart To Be True As For Grass To Be Green Or Skies To Be Blue-- 'tis The Natural Way Of Living.