He 's Gone, And Who

Goodness Thinks No Ill Where No Ill Seems.

Rich And Various Gems Inlay The Unadorned Bosom Of The Deep.

Nothing Lovelier Can Be Found In Woman, Than To Study Household Good, And Good Works In Her Husband To Promote.

Our Reason Is Our Law.

This Horror Will Grow Mild, This Darkness Light; Besides What Hope The Never-ending Flight Of Future Days May Bring, What Chance, What Change Worth Waiting--since Our Present Lot Appears For Happy Though But Ill, For Ill Not Worst, If We Procure Not To Ourselves More Woe.