The Prayer Of Ajax Was For Light.

Time, Like A Preacher In The Days Of The Puritans, Turned The Hour-glass On His High Pulpit, The Church Belfry.

Our Faith Triumphant O'er Our Fears.

Enjoy The Spring Of Love And Youth, To Some Good Angel Leave The Rest; For Time Will Teach Thee Soon The Truth, There Are No Birds In Last Year's Nest!

Many Readers Judge Of The Power Of A Book By The Shock It Gives Their Feelings.

It Has Done Me Good To Be Somewhat Parched By The Heat And Drenched By The Rain Of Life.