'tis Sweet To Know That Stocks Will

I Think Of Love, And You, And My Heart Grows Full And Warm, And My Breath Stands Still... I Can Feel A Sunshine Stealing Into My Soul And Making It All Summer, And Every Thorn, A Rose.

Memory Is A Strange Bell—jubilee, And Knell.

To Travel Far, There Is No Better Ship Than A Book.

Tell All The Truth, But Tell It Slant/success In Circuit Lies.

Unable Are The Loved To Die, For Love Is Immortality.