The Niobe Of Nations! There She Stands.

Retirement Accords With The Tone Of My Mind; I Will Not Descend To A World I Despise.

There Is No Instinct Like That Of The Heart.

In Solitude, When We Are Least Alone.

Tis Pleasing To Be School'd In A Strange Tongue By Female Lips And Eyes--that Is, I Mean, When Both The Teacher And The Taught Are Young, As Was The Case, At Least, Where I Have Been; They Smile So When One's Right; And When One's Wrong They Smile Still More.

One Of The Pleasures Of Reading Old Letters Is The Knowledge That They Need No Answer.