Envy's A Coal Comes Hissing Hot From

Could I Love Less, I Should Be Happier Now.

America, Thou Half-brother Of The World; With Something Good And Bad Of Every Land.

See The Gold Sunshine Patching, And Streaming And Streaking Across The Gray-green Oaks; And Catching, By Its Soft Brown Beard, The Moss.

There Is No Disappointment We Endure One-half So Great As What We Are To Ourselves.

Write To The Mind And Heart, And Let The Ear Glean After What It Can.