Soul Is To Be Found In The

You May Break, You May Shatter The Vase, If You Will, But The Scent Of The Roses Will Hang Round It Still.

I Thought That The Light-house Looked Lovely As Hope, That Star On Life's Tremulous Ocean.

Soul Is To Be Found In The Vicinity Of Taboo.

A Friendship That Like Love Is Warm; A Love Like Friendship, Steady.

Though The Last Glimpse Of Erin With Sorrow I See, Yet Wherever Thou Art Shall Seem Erin To Me; In Exile Thy Bosom Shall Still Be My Home, And Thine Eyes Make My Climate Wherever We Roam.