My Hope And Treasure Lies Above

And Time Brings Down What Is Both Strong And Tall. But Plants New Set To Be Eradicate, And Buds New Blown, To Have So Short A Date, Is By His Hand Alone That Guides Nature And Fate.

I Wish My Sun May Never Set, But Burn.

If We Had No Winter, The Spring Would Not Be So Pleasant.

Wickedness Comes To Its Height By Degrees. He That Dares Say Of A Less Sin, Is It Not A Little One? Will Ere Long Say Of A Greater, Tush, God Regards It Not!

If Ever Two Were One, Then Surely We. If Ever Man Were Loved By Wife, Then Thee.