Strengthen Me By Sympathizing With

Our Friends Interpret The World And Ourselves To Us, If We Take Them Tenderly And Truly.

The Books That Charmed Us In Youth Recall The Delight Ever Afterwards; We Are Hardly Persuaded There Are Any Like Them, Any Deserving Our Equal Affections.

Ideas In The Head Set Hands About Their Several Tasks.

Despair Snuffs The Sun From The Firmament.

Like Birds Of Passage, The Instincts Drift The Soul Adventurously Beyond The Horizon Of Sensible Things, As If Intent On Convoying It To The Mother Country From Whence It Had Flown.