Make A Virtue Of Necessity.

But Christ's Lore And His Apostles Twelve, He Taught And First He Followed It Himself.

Love Will Not Be Constrain'd By Mastery. When Mast'ry Comes, The God Of Love Anon Beateth His Wings, And, Farewell, He Is Gone. Love Is A Thing As Any Spirit Free.

Right As An Aspen Lefe She Gan To Quake.

There's Never A New Fashion But It's Old.

That Field Hath Eyen, And The Wood Hath Ears.