Though I Love My Country, I Do

Friendship May, And Often Does, Grow Into Love, But Love Never Subsides Into Friendship.

What An Antithetical Mind! - Tenderness, Roughness - Delicacy, Coarseness - Sentiment, Sensuality - Soaring And Groveling, Dirt And Deity - All Mixed Up In That One Compound Of Inspired Clay!

Love Rules The Camp, The Court, The Grove - For Love Is Heaven, And Heaven Is Love.

Oh Who Can Tell, Save He Whose Heart Hath Tried.

Mont Blanc Is The Monarch Of Mountains; They Crown'd Him Long Ago On A Throne Of Rocks, In A Robe Of Clouds, With A Diadem Of Snow.