Oh Never Star Was Lost

If Thou Tastest A Crust Of Bread, Thou Tastest All The Stars And All The Heavens.

A Lion May Die Of An Ass's Kick.

I Walked A Mile With Pleasure; She Chattered All The Way. But Left Me None The Wiser For All She Had To Say. I Walked A Mile With Sorrow And Ne'er A Word Said She; But Oh, The Things I Learned From Her When Sorrow Walked With Me!

Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise, It Stoops.

Praise Is Deeper Than The Lips