Sail On, O Ship Of State! Sail

The Sun Is Set; And In His Latest Beams Yon Little Cloud Of Ashen Gray And Gold, Slowly Upon The Amber Air Unrolled, The Falling Mantle Of The Prophet Seems.

A Lady With A Lamp Shall Stand In The Great History Of The Land, A Noble Type Of Good, Heroic Womanhood.

All That Is Best In The Great Poets Of All Countries Is Not What Is National In Them, But What Is Universal.

My Book And Heart Shall Never Part.

Many Readers Judge Of The Power Of A Book By The Shock It Gives Their Feelings.