In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.

Self Praise Is No Praise At All.

I Slept And Dreamt That Life Was Beauty; I Woke And Found That Life Was Duty.

Oh! Too Convincing--dangerously Dear-- In Woman's Eye The Unanswerable Tear! That Weapon Of Her Weakness She Can Wield, To Save, Subdue--at Once Her Spear And Shield.

The Christian Has Greatly The Advantage Of The Unbeliever, Having Everything To Gain And Nothing To Lose.

Land Of Lost Gods And Godlike Men.