If You Would Help Another Man, You

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

What Has Reason To Do With The Art Of Painting?

When Thou Seest An Eagle, Thou Seest A Portion Of Genius; Lift Up Thy Head!

How Sweet I Roamed From Field To Field, And Tasted All The Summer's Pride, Till I The Prince Of Love Beheld, Who In The Sunny Beams Did Glide!

Time Is The Mercy Of Eternity