A Light Wind Swept Over The Corn,

I Would Not Send A Poor Girl Into The World, Ignorant Of The Snares That Beset Her Path; Nor Would I Watch And Guard Her, Till, Deprived Of Self-respect And Self-reliance, She Lost The Power Or The Will To Watch And Guard Herself .

What A Fool You Must Be," Said My Head To My Heart, Or My Sterner To My Softer Self.

Then, You Must Fall Each Into Your Proper Place. You'll Do Your Business, And She, If She's Worthy Of You, Will Do Hers; But It's Your Business To Please Yourself, And Hers To Please You.

What The World Stigmatizes As Romantic Is Often More Nearly Allied To The Truth Than Is Commonly Supposed.

The Bud, Though Plucked, Would Not Be Withered, Only Transplanted To A Fitter Soil To Ripen And Blow Beneath A Brighter Sun; And Though I Might Not Cherish And Watch My Child's Unfolding Intellect, He Would Be Snatched Away From All The Suffering And Sins Of Earth; And My Understanding Tells Me This Would Be No Great Evil; But My Heart Shrinks From The Contemplation Of Such A Possibility, And Whispers I Could Not Bear To See Him Die.