That Was Indeed To Live -- At

It Were Better To Be A Soldier's Widow Than A Coward's Wife.

My Mind Lets Go A Thousand Things, Like Dates Of Wars And Deaths Of Kings

So Precious Life Is! Even To The Old, The Hours Are As A Miser's Coins!

No Bird Has Ever Uttered Note That Was Not In Some First Bird's Throat; Since Eden's Freshness And Man's Fall No Rose Has Been Original.

The Thing One Reads And Likes, And Then Forgets, Is Of No Account. The Thing That Stays, And Haunts One, And Refuses To Be Forgotten, That Is The Sincere Thing.