Tears Hinder Sorrow From Becoming Despair.

God Made Both Tears And Laughter, And Both For Kind Purposes; For As Laughter Enables Mirth And Surprise To Breathe Freely, So Tears Enable Sorrow To Vent Itself Patiently. Tears Hinder Sorrow From Becoming Despair And Madness.

Night's Deepest Gloom Is But A Calm; That Soothes The Weary Mind: The Labored Days Restoring Balm; The Comfort Of Mankind.

Oh For A Seat In Some Poetic Nook, Just Hid With Trees And Sparkling With A Brook!

With Spots Of Sunny Openings, And With Nooks To Lie And Read In, Sloping Into Brooks.

The Loveliest Hair Is Nothing, If The Wearer Is Incapable Of A Grace.