Every Leaf Speaks Bliss To Me, Fluttering

She Went Of Her Own Accord,' Answered The Master; 'she Has A Right To Go If She Please. Trouble Me No More About Her. Hereafter She Is Only Me Sister In Name: Not Because I Disown Her, But Because She Has Disowned Me.

If I Had Caused The Cloud, It Was My Duty To Make An Effort To Dispel It.

No Coward Soul Is Mine, No Trembler In The World's Storm-troubled Sphere.

It Was Not The Thorn Bending To The Honeysuckles, But The Honeysuckles Embracing The Thorn.

You Have Been Compelled To Cultivate Your Reflective Faculties, For Want Of Occasions For Frittering Your Life Away In Silly Trifles.