By-and-by Is Easily Said.

Ten Masts Make Not The Altitude Which Thou Hast Perpendicularly Fell. Thy Life's A Miracle.

Grief Fills The Room Up Of My Absent Child, Lies In His Bed, Walks Up And Down With Me, Puts On His Pretty Look, Repeats His Words, Remembers Me Of His Gracious Parts, Stuffs Out His Vacant Garments With His Form

Let's Teach Ourselves That Honorable Stop, Not To Outsport Discretion.

Lawless Are They That Make Their Wills Their Law.

Sin Will Pluck On Sin.