[i]n His Presence I Thoroughly Lived.

I Have Not Broken Your Heart - You Have Broken It; And In Breaking It, You Have Broken Mine.

When His First-born Was Put Into His Arms, He Could See That The Boy Had Inherited His Own Eyes, As They Once Were - Large, Brilliant, And Black.

I Can Be On Guard Against My Enemies, But God Deliver Me From My Friends!

I Stood Lonely Enough, But To That Feeling Of Isolation I Was Accustomed: It Did Not Oppress Me Much.

The Cool Peace And Dewy Sweetness Of The Night Filled Me With A Mood Of Hope: Not Hope On Any Definite Point, But A General Sense Of Encouragement And Heart-ease.