The Longest Absence Is Less Perilous To

I Hate People But I Love Gatherings.

But You Were Something More Than Young And Sweet And Fair, - And The Long Year Remembers You.

The Longest Absence Is Less Perilous To Love Than The Terrible Trials Of Incessant Proximity.

Beauty In All Things-no, We Cannot Hope For That; But Some Place Set Apart For It.

The Fabric Of My Faithful Love No Power Shall Dim Or Ravel Whilst I Stay Here - But Oh, My Dear, If I Should Ever Travel!