Beauty Too Often Sacrifices To

With Spots Of Sunny Openings, And With Nooks To Lie And Read In, Sloping Into Brooks.

Oh For A Seat In Some Poetic Nook, Just Hid With Trees And Sparkling With A Brook!

The Fish Is Swift, Small-needing, Vague Yet Clear, A Cold, Sweet, Silver Life, Wrapped In Round Waves.

A Dog Can Have A Friend; He Has Affections And Character, He Can Enjoy Equally The Field And The Fireside; He Dreams, He Caresses, He Propitiates; He Offends, And Is Pardoned; He Stands By You In Adversity; He Is A Good Fellow.

The Perfection Of Conversational Intercourse Is When The Breeding Of High Life Is Animated By The Fervor Of Genius.