Love Will Subsist On Wonderfully

If A Faultless Poem Could Be Produced, I Am Satisfied It Would Tire The Critics Themselves; And Annoy The Whole Reading World With The Spleen.

A Christmas Gambol Oft Could Cheer The Poor Man's Heart Through Half The Year.

Sleep The Sleep That Knows Not Breaking, Morn Of Toil, Nor Night Of Waking.

We Do That In Our Zeal Our Calmer Moment Would Be Afraid To Answer.

It Is Wonderful What Strength Of Purpose And Boldness And Energy Of Will Are Roused By The Assurance That We Are Doing Our Duty.