A Grave Is Such A Quiet Place.

Let Geese Gabble And Hiss, But Heroes Seek Release From Dusty Bondage Into Luminous Air.

Lord, I Do Fear Thou'st Made The World Too Beautiful This Year My Soul Is All But Out Of Me-let Fall No Burning Leaf; Prithee, Let No Bird Call.

Life Has No Friend.

I Am Not Resigned To The Shutting Away Of Loving Hearts In The Hard Ground.

Evil Alone Has Oil For Every Wheel.