Farewell! Thou Art Too Dear For My

Her Father Lov'd Me; Oft Invited Me; Still Question'd Me The Story Of My Life, From Year To Year, The Battles, Sieges, Fortunes, That I Have Pass'd.

A Scar Nobly Got Is A Good Livery Of Honor.

Receive What Cheer You May. The Night Is Long That Never Finds The Day.

Tut, Man, One Fire Burns Out Another's Burning; One Pain Is Less'ned By Another's Anguish; Turn Giddy, And Be Holp By Backward Turning; One Desperate Grief Cures With Another's Languish.

Comfort's In Heaven, And We Are On The Earth