Today Is The Blocks With Which We

Time Has Laid His Hand Upon My Heart, Gently, Not Smiting It, But As A Harper Lays His Open Palm Upon His Harp, To Deaden Its Vibrations.

The Nearer The Dawn The Darker The Night.

O, Though Oft Oppressed And Lonely, All My Fears Are Laid Aside, If I But Remember Only Such As These Have Lived And Died!

There Are Favorable Hours For Reading A Book, As For Writing It.

"do Not Fear! Heaven Is As Near," He Said, "by Water As By Land!"