To Save All We Must

Spring Flies, And With It All The Train It Leads; And Flowers, In Fading, Leave Us But Their Seeds.

O Who Knows What Slumbers In The Background Of The Times?

No Emperor Has The Power To Dictate To The Heart.

To Be Man's Tender Mate Was Woman Born, And In Obeying Nature She Best Serves The Purposes Of Heaven.

To Gain A Crown By Fighting Is Great, To Reject It Divine.