Fulfill Thy Fate! Be-do-bear-and Thank God.

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.

We Live In Deeds, Not Years; In Thoughts, Not Figures On A Dial. We Should Count Time By Heart Throbs. He Most Lives Who Thinks Most, Feels The Noblest, Acts The Best.

All Are Of The Race Of God, And Have In Themselves Good.

I Cannot Love As I Have Loved, And Yet I Know Not Why; It Is The One Great Woe Of Life To Feel All Feeling Die.

Lips Like Rosebuds Peeping Out Of Snow.