O, Though Oft Oppressed And Lonely, All

It Was The Schooner Hesperus, That Sailed The Wintry Sea.

If You Once Understand An Author's Character, The Comprehension Of His Writings Becomes Easy.

If Spring Came But Once A Century Instead Of Once A Year, Or Burst Forth With The Sound Of An Earthquake And Not In Silence, What Wonder And Expectation There Would Be In All The Hearts To Behold The Miraculous Change.

If You Would Hit The Mark, You Must Aim A Little Above It.

O Weary Hearts! O Slumbering Eyes! O Drooping Souls, Whose Destinies Are Fraught With Fear And Pain, Ye Shall Be Loved Again.