Day, Like A Weary Pilgrim, Had Reached

The Low Desire, The Base Design That Makes Another's Virtues Less.

The Lowest Ebb Is The Turn Of The Tide.

Simplicity Is The Character Of The Spring Of Life, Costliness Becomes Its Autumn; But A Neatness And Purity, Like That Of The Snow-drop Or Lily Of The Valley, Is The Peculiar Fascination Of Beauty, To Which It Lends Enchantment, And Gives What Amiability Is To The Mind.

As The Heart Is, So Is Love To The Heart. It Partakes Of Its Strength Or Weakness, Its Health Or Disease.

Death Is Better Than Disease.