Earth Is A Merry Damsel,

Beauty Crowds Me Till I Die. Beauty, Mercy Have On Me! Yet If I Expire To-day Let It Be In Sight Of Thee!

I Was Almost Persuaded To Be A Christian. I Thought I Never Again Could Be Thoughtless And Worldly. But I Soon Forgot My Morning Prayer Or Else It Was Irksome To Me. One By One My Old Habits Returned And I Cared Less For Religion Than Ever.

Hope Is A Thing With Feathers

Much Madness Is Divinest Sense, To A Discerning Eye.

The Past Is Not A Package One Can Lay Away.