Good Luck Is Rather Particular Who She

My Troubles Are Over, And I Am Finally Home.

It Is Good People Who Make Good Places

The First Place That I Can Well Remember Was A Large Pleasant Meadow With A Pond Clear Water In It. Some Shady Trees Leaned Over It, And Rushes And Water-lilies Grew At The Deep End.

What Right Had They To Make Me Suffer Like That?

We Call Them Dumb Animals, And So They Are, For They Cannot Tell Us How They Feel, But They Do Not Suffer Less Because They Have No Words.