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Trials Make The Promise Sweet, Trials Give New Life To Prayer; Trials Bring Me To His Feet, Lay Me Low, And Keep Me There.

Domestic Happiness, Thou Only Bliss Of Paradise That Has Surviv'd The Fall!

Sends Nature Forth The Daughter Of The Skies... To Dance On Earth, And Charm All Human Eyes.

All Affectation; 'tis My Perfect Scorn; Object Of My Implacable Disgust.

To Follow Foolish Precedents, And Wink With Both Our Eyes, Is Easier Than To Think.