... It Is One Thing To Like

The Human Soul Is Hospitable, And Will Entertain Conflicting Sentiments And Contradictory Opinions With Much Impartiality.

A Woman Mixed Of Such Fine Elements That Were All Virtue And Religion Dead She'd Make Them Newly, Being What She Was.

Those Only Can Thoroughly Feel The Meaning Of Death Who Know What Is Perfect Love.

There's Folks 'ud Hold A Sieve Under The Pump And Expect To Carry Away The Water.

Would Not Love See Returning Penitence Afar Off, And Fall On Its Neck And Kiss It?