Luckier Than One's Neighbor, But

Time Cancels Young Pain.

My Tongue Swore, But My Mind Was Still Unpledged.

The Care Of God For Us Is A Great Thing, If A Man Believe It At Heart: It Plucks The Burden Of Sorrow From Him.

How Sweet To Remember The Trouble That Is Past.

I Loathe A Friend Whose Gratitude Grows Old, A Friend Who Takes His Friend's Prosperity But Will Not Voyage With Him In His Grief