With What Cracked Pitchers Go

How Joyously The Young Sea-mew Lay Dreaming On The Waters Blue, Whereon Our Little Bark Had Thrown A Little Shade, The Only One; But Shadows Ever Man Pursue.

But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou May'st Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

Beloved, Let Us Live So Well Our Work Shall Still Be Better For Our Love, And Still Our Love Be Sweeter For Our Work.

You Smell A Rose Through A Fence: If Two Should Smell It, What Matter?

Get Leave To Work In This World,--'tis The Best You Get At All.