By-and-by Is Easily Said.

The Bitter Past, More Welcome Is The Sweet.

The World Is Grown So Bad, That Wrens Make Prey Where Eagles Dare Not Perch.

So Every Bondman In His Own Hand Bears The Power To Cancel His Captivity.

Sleep Knits Up The Raveled Sleeve Of Care.

Look To Her, Moor, If Thou Has Eyes To See. She Has Deceived Her Father, And May Thee.