They Who Live In History Only Seemed

Through Woods And Mountain Passes The Winds, Like Anthems, Roll.

Sail Forth Into The Sea Of Life, O Gentle, Loving, Trusting Wife, And Safe From All Adversity Upon The Bosom Of That Sea Thy Comings And Thy Goings Be! For Gentleness And Love And Trust Prevail O'er Angry Wave And Gust; And In The Wreck Of Noble Lives Something Immortal Still Survives.

Silence And Solitude, The Soul's Best Friends.

A Boy's Will Is The Wind's Will, And The Thought's Of Youth Are Long, Long Thoughhts

The Strength Of Criticism Lies In The Weakness Of The Thing Criticized.