The Will Is Always Near, Dear, Though

Friends Are Nations In Themselves.

The Soul Selects Her Own Society.

The Spider As An Artist Has Never Been Employed- Though His Surpassing Merit Is Freely Certified.

I Took My Power In My Hand -- And Went Against The World -- 'twas Not So Much As David -- Had -- But I -- Was Twice As Bold -- I Aimed By Pebble -- But Myself Was All The One That Fell -- Was It Goliath -- Was Too Large -- Or Was Myself -- Too Small?

Beauty Is Not Caused, It Is; Chase It And It Ceases, Chase It Not And It Abides.