The World Has Little To

Nobody Ought To Be Too Old To Improve: I Should Be Sorry If I Was; And I Flatter Myself I Have Already Improved Considerably By My Travels. First, I Can Swallow Gruel Soup, Egg Soup, And All Manner Of Soups, Without Making Faces Much. Secondly, I Can Pretty Well Live Without Tea.

When One By One Our Ties Are Torn, And Friend From Friend Is Snatched Forlorn; When Man Is Left Alone To Mourn, Oh! Then How Sweet It Is To Die!

It Is To Hope, Though Hope Were Lost.

The Best Way For Women To Acquire Knowledge Is From Conversation With A Father, A Brother, Or A Friend, In The Way Of Family Intercourse And Easy Conversation, And By Such A Course Of Reading As They May Recommend.

So Fades A Summer Cloud Away; So Sinks The Gale When Storms Are O'er; So Gently Shuts The Eye Of Day; So Dies A Wave Along The Shore.