Nature's Prime Favourites Were The Pelicans; High-fed,

When Evening Closes Nature's Eye, The Glow-worm Lights Her Little Spark To Captivate Her Favorite Fly And Tempt The Rover Through The Dark.

Night Is The Time To Weep,to Wet With Unseen Tearsthose Graves Of Memory Where Sleepthe Joys Of Other Years.

There Is A Flower, A Little Flower With Silver Crest And Golden Eye, That Welcomes Every Changing Hour, And Weathers Every Sky.

When The Good Man Yields His Breath (for The Good Man Never Dies).

Fairest And Best Adorned Is She Whose Clothing Is Humility.