O Lyric Love, Half Angel

All Good Things Are Ours, Nor Soul Helps Flesh More, Now, Than Flesh Helps Soul!

I Trust In Nature For The Stable Laws Of Beauty And Utility. Spring Shall Plant And Autumn Garner To The End Of Time. I Trust In God,-the Right Shall Be The Right And Other Than The Wrong, While He Endures. I Trust In My Own Soul, That Can Perceive The Outward And The Inward,-nature's Good And God's.

Ambition Is Not What Man Does... But What Man Would Do.

To Me At Least Was Never Evening Yet, But Seemed Far Beautifuller Than Its Day.

Never The Time And The Place And The Loved One All Together.