What Is Pink? A Rose Is Pink

Hurt No Living Thing: Ladybird, Nor Butterfly, Nor Moth With Dusty Wing.

Not As She Is, But As She Fills His Dream

Love Shall Be Our Token; Love Be Yours And Love Be Mine.

This Life Is But The Passage Of A Day, This Life Is But A Pang And All Is Over; But In The Life To Come Which Fades Not Away Every Love Shall Abide And Every Lover.

One Day In The Country Is Worth A Month In Town