Who Tracks The Steps Of Glory To

We Are All Selfish And I No More Trust Myself Than Others With A Good Motive.

Those Who Will Not Reason, Are Bigots, Those Who Cannot, Are Fools, And Those Who Dare Not, Are Slaves.

A Change Came O'er The Spirit Of My Dream.

She Walks In Beauty, Like The Night Of Cloudless Climes And Starry Skies; And All That's Best Of Dark And Bright Meet In Her Aspect And Her Eyes.

Fills The Air Around With Beauty.