It Is Very Difficult To Be Learned;

As Soon As We Lay Ourselves Entirely At His Feet, We Have Enough Light Given Us To Guide Our Own Steps; As The Foot-soldier Who Hears Nothing Of The Councils That Determine The Course Of The Great Battle He Is In, Hears Plainly Enough The Word Of Command That They Must Themselves Obey.

Impatient People, According To Bacon, Are Like The Bees, And Kill Themselves In Stinging Others.

Do We Not All Agree To Call Rapid Thought And Noble Impulse By The Name Of Inspiration?

Fine Old Christmas, With The Snowy Hair And Ruddy Face, Had Done His Duty That Year In The Noblest Fashion, And Had Set Off His Rich Gifts Of Warmth And Color With All The Heightening Contrast Of Frost And Snow.

A Woman's Hopes Are Woven Of Sunbeams; A Shadow Annihilates Them.