Love That Endures, From Life That Disappears!

Some People Always Sigh In Thanking God.

For Me, My Heart, That Erst Did Go Most Like A Tired Child At A Show, That Sees Through Tears The Mummers Leap, Would Now Its Wearied Vision Close, Would Childlike On His Love Repose, Who Giveth His Beloved, Sleep.

Unless You Can Feel When The Song Is Done No Other Is Sweet In Its Rhythm; Unless You Can Feel When Left By One That All Men Else Go With Him.

We Have Hearts Within, Warm, Live, Improvident, Indecent Hearts.

Capacity For Joy Admits Temptation.