The Flame Of Anger, Bright And Brief,

Delay In Justice Is Injustice.

Harmonious Words Render Ordinary Ideas Acceptable; Less Ordinary, Pleasant; Novel And Ingenious Ones, Delightful. As Pictures And Statues, And Living Beauty, Too, Show Better By Music-light, So Is Poetry Irradiated, Vivified, Glorified', And Raised Into Immortal Life By Harmony.

Prose On Certain Occasions Can Bear A Great Deal Of Poetry; On The Other Hand, Poetry Sinks And Swoons Under A Moderate Weight Of Prose.

God Scatters Beauty As He Scatters Flowers O'er The Wide Earth, And Tells Us All Are Ours. A Hundred Lights In Every Temple Burn, And At Each Shrine I Bend My Knee In Turn.

Justice Is Often Pale And Melancholy; But Gratitude, Her Daughter, Is Constantly In The Flow Of Spirits And The Bloom Of Loveliness.