A Lazy Frost, A Numbness Of The

Errors Like Straws Upon The Surface Flow, Who Would Search For Pearls To Be Grateful For Often Must Dive Below.

Home Is The Sacred Refuge Of Our Life.

The Good We Have Enjoyed From Heaven's Free Will, And Shall We Murmur To Endure The Ill?

Her Wit Was More Than Man, Her Innocence A Child.

When A Man's Life Is Under Debate, The Judge Can Ne'er Too Long Deliberate.