The Best Servant Does His Work Unseen.

[science Is] Piecemeal Revelation.

The Year Is Getting To Feel Rich, For His Golden Fruits Are Ripening Fast, And He Has A Large Balance In The Barns, Which Are His Banks. The Members Of His Family Have Found Out That He Is Well To Do In The World. September Is Dressing Herself In Show Of Dahlias And Splendid Marigolds And Starry Zinnias. October, The Extravagant Sister, Has Ordered An Immense Amount Of The Most Gorgeous Forest Tapestry For Her Grand Reception.

The Mind Of A Bigot To The Pupil Of The Eye; The More Light You Pour On It, The More It Contracts.

I Think That, As Life Is Action And Passion, It Is Required Of A Man That He Should Share The Passion And Action Of His Time At Peril Of Being Judged Not To Have Lived.

Build Thee More Stately Mansions, O My Soul, As The Swift Seasons Roll! Leave Thy Low-vaulted Past! Let Each New Temple, Nobler Than The Last, Shut Thee From Heaven With A Dome More Vast, Till Thou At Length Art Free, Leaving Thine Outgrown Shell By Life's Unresting Sea!