As Society Advances The Standard Of Poverty

I Look Through The Grave Into Heaven.

The Miser, Poor Fool, Not Only Starves His Body, But Also His Own Soul.

All Men Desire To Be Immortal.

The Bible Goes Equally To The Cottage Of The Peasant, And The Palace Of The King. - It Is Woven Into Literature, And Colors The Talk Of The Street. The Bark Of The Merchant Cannot Sail Without It; And No Ship Of War Goes To The Conflict But It Is There. It Enters Men's Closets; Directs Their Conduct, And Mingles In All The Grief And Cheerfulness Of Life.

All Men Need Something To Poetize And Idealize Their Life A Little-something Which They Value For More Than Its Use, And Which Is A Symbol Of Their Emancipation From The Mere Materialism And Drudgery Of Daily Life.