Praises Reap Not! Joys Laugh Not! Sorrows

I Myself Do Nothing. The Holy Spirit Accomplishes All Through Me.

Every Harlot Was A Virgin Once.

Auguries Of Innocence "the Emmet's Inch And Eagle's Mile Make Lame Philosophy To Smile. He Who Doubts From What He Sees Will Ne'er Believe, Do What You Please.

Heaven Is In A Grain Of Sand.

The Little Ones Leaped, And Shouted, And Laugh'd And All The Hills Echoed