Ignorance Is Not Innocence But Sin.

Again The Cousin's Whistle! Go, My Love.

Grow Old With Me. The Best Is Yet To Be. The Last Of Life For Which The First Was Made.

God Is The Perfect Poet.

Oh, Good Gigantic Smile O' The Brown Old Earth, This Autumn Morning! How He Sets His Bones To Bask I' The Sun, And Thrusts Out Knees And Feet. From The Ripple To Run Over In Its Mirth

'tis Well Averred, A Scientific Faith's Absurd.