The Bird A Nest, The Spider A

Gratitude, In Itself, Is Heaven.

The Wrath Of The Lion Is The Wisdom Of God.

And I Watered It In Fears, Night And Morning With My Tears; And I Sunned It With Smiles, And With Soft Deceitful Wiles.

Children Of The Future Age Reading This Indignant Page Know That In A Former Time Love, Sweet Love, Was Thought A Crime

A Dog Starved At His Master's Gate Predicts The Ruin Of The State.