Though An Angel Should Write, Still 'tis

Bastard Freedom Waves Her Fustian Flag In Mockery Over Slaves.

Finding The Right Work Is Like Discovering Your Own Soul In The World.

It Is Not While Beauty And Youth Are Thine Own And Thy Cheeks Unprofaned By A Tear That The Ferver And Faith Of A Soul Can Be Known To Which Time Will But Make Thee More Dear No The Heart That Has Truly Loved Never Forgets But As Truly Loves On To The Close As The Sunflower Turns On Her God When He Sets The Same Look Which She'd Turned When He Rose.

A Pretty Wife Is Something For The Fastidious Vanity Of A Roue To Retire Upon.

Fond Memory Brings The Light Of Other Days Around Me.