A Whole I Planned, Youth Shows But

Is Your Love For The Lord Sufficient To Give All Your Time And Talents To His Work?

In The Morning Of The World, When Earth Was Nigher Heaven Than Now.

Genius Has Somewhat Of The Infantine; But Of The Childish Not A Touch Or Taint.

Better Have Failed In The High Aim, As I, Than Vulgarly In The Low Aim Succeed As, God Be Thanked! I Do Not.

What Of Soul Was Left, I Wonder, When The Kissing Had To Stop?