Evil Then Results From Imperfection.

The Wind Breathes Not, And The Wave Walks Softly As Above A Grave.

England! My Country, Great And Free! Heart Of The World, I Leap To Thee!

Life Is Less Than Nothing Without Love.

There Is No Surer Mark Of The Absence Of The Highest Moral And Intellectual Qualities Than A Cold Reception Of Excellence.

Man Is One; And He Hath One Great Heart. It Is Thus We Feel, With A Gigantic Throb Athwart The Sea, Each Other's Rights And Wrongs; Thus Are We Men.