It Seems Strange To Think, That What

I Look At [books] As A Child Looks At Cakes - With Glittering Eyes And A Watering Mouth, Imagining The Pleasure That Awaits Him.

All The Earth, Though It Were Full Of Kind Hearts, Is But A Desolation And Desert Place To A Mother When Her Only Child Is Absent.

A Great Matter Calls Her Son With Terms Like Deal, And Love.

It Is Odd Enough To See How The Entrance Of A Person Of The Opposite Sex Into An Assemblage Of Either Men Or Women Calms Down The Little Discordances And The Disturbance Of Mood.

I Don't Believe There's A Man In Milton Who Knows How To Sit Still; And It Is A Great Art.