Mountain Gorses, Do Ye Teach Us .

For None Can Express Thee, Though All Should Approve Thee. I Love Thee So, Dear, That I Only Can Love Thee.

And Is It Not The Chief Good Of Money, The Being Free From The Need Of Thinking Of It?

No Man Can Be Called Friendless Who Has God And The Companionship Of Good Books.

The Flower-girl's Prayer To Buy Roses And Pinks, Held Out In The Smoke, Like Stars By Day.

The Great Chasm Between The Thing I Say, And The Thing I Would Say, Would Be Quite Dispiriting To Me, In Spite Even Of Such Kindnesses As Yours, If The Desire Did Not Master The Despondency.