Defeat May Be Victory In Disguise.

Prayer Is Innocence's Friend; And Willingly Flieth Incessant 'twist The Earth And The Sky, The Carrier-pigeon Of Heaven.

All That Is Best In The Great Poets Of All Countries Is Not What Is National In Them, But What Is Universal.

I Like That Ancient Saxon Phrase, Which Calls, The Burial-ground God's-acre.

The Atmosphere Breathes Rest And Comfort, And The Many Chambers Seem Full Of Welcomes.

It Is Foolish To Pretend That One Is Fully Recovered From A Disappointed Passion. Such Wounds Always Leave A Scar.