There Is No Happiness Like

It Would Not Be Wicked To Love Me." "it Would To Obey You.

I Seem To Have Gathered Up A Stray Lamb In My Arms: You Wandered Out Of The Fold To Seek Your Shepherd, Did You, Jane?

Men Judge Us By The Success Of Our Efforts. God Looks At The Efforts Themselves.

The Idea Of Seeing The Sea - Of Being Near It - Watching Its Changes By Sunrise, Sunset, Moonlight, And Noonday - In Calm, Perhaps In Storm - Fills And Satisfies My Mind.

Oh, I Am Not Going To Die, Am I? He Will Not Separate Us, We Have Been So Happy.