There Is Room In The Smallest Cottage

A Deep Meaning Often Lies In Old Customs.

Death Is A Mighty Mediator. There All The Flames Of Rage Are Extinguished, Hatred Is Appeased, And Angelic Pity, Like A Weeping Sister, Bends With Gentle And Close Embrace Over The Funeral Urn.

Seraphs Share With Thee Knowledge; But Art, O Man, Is Thine Alone!

In The Society, Where People Are Just Parts In A Larger Machine, Individuals Are Unable To Develop Fully.

Joy, In Nature's Wide Dominion, Mightiest Cause Of All Is Found; And 'tis Joy That Moves The Pinion When The Wheel Of Time Goes Round.