The Present Eye Praises The Present Object.

He That Is Strucken Blind Can Not Forget The Precious Treasure Of His Eyesight Lost.

If You Prick Us Do We Not Bleed? If You Tickle Us Do We Not Laugh? If You Poison Us Do We Not Die? And If You Wrong Us Shall We Not Revenge?

Most Dangerous Is That Temptation That Doth Goad Us On To Sin In Loving Virtue.

Love For Thy Love , And Hand For Hand I Give.

Dirty Days Hath September April June And November From January Up To May The Rain It Raineth Every Day All The Rest Have Thirty-one Without A Blessed Gleam Of Sun And If Any Of Them Had Two-and-thirty They'd Be Just As Wet And Twice As Dirty." "april Hath Put A Spirit Of Youth In Everything.