The Deepest Truth Blooms Only From The

He Only Profits From Praise Who Values Criticism.

The Dragon-fly Is Dancing, - Is On The Water Glancing, She Flits About With Nimble Wing, The Flickering, Fluttering, Restless Thing. Besotted Chafers All Admire Her Light-blue, Gauze-like, Neat Attire; They Laud Her Blue Complexion, And Think Her Shape Perfection.

Graves They Say Are Warm'd By Glory; Foolish Words And Empty Story.

Music Is A Strange Thing. I Would Almost Say It Is A Miracle.

I Will Not Say That Women Have No Character; Rather, They Have A New One Every Day.