I See Through My Eyes, Not With

If A Thing Loves, It Is Infinite.

The Little Ones Leaped, And Shouted, And Laugh'd And All The Hills Echoed

Let Every Christian, As Much As In Him Lies, Engage Himself Openly And Publicly, Before All The World, In Some Mental Pursuit For The Building Up Of Jerusalem.

The Child's Toys And The Old Man's Reasons Are The Fruits Of Two Seasons.

To See A World In A Grain Of Sand And A Heaven In A Wild Flower, Hold Infinity In The Palm Of Your Hand, And Eternity In An Hour.