Yet How Proud We Are, In Daring

Get Leave To Work In This World,--'tis The Best You Get At All.

Mountain Gorses, Do Ye Teach Us . . . . That The Wisest Word Man Reaches Is The Humblest He Can Speak?

If We Tried To Sink The Past Beneath Our Feet, Be Sure The Future Would Not Stand.

His Ears Were Often The First Thing To Catch My Tears.

First Time He Kissed Me, He But Only Kissed The Fingers Of This Hand Wherewith I Write; And, Ever Since, It Grew More Clean And White.