She Hurried At His Words, Beset With

I Will Give You A Definition Of A Proud Man: He Is A Man Who Has Neither Vanity Nor Wisdom One Filled With Hatreds Cannot Be Vain, Neither Can He Be Wise.

But Were There Ever Any Writhed Not At Passed Joy?

There Is Nothing Stable In The World; Uproar's Your Only Music.

When I Have Fears That I May Ceace To Be, Before My Pen Has Gleaned My Teaming Brain".

In The Long Vista Of The Years To Roll,\ Let Me Not See My Country's Honor Fade;\ Oh! Let Me See Our Land Retain Its Soul!\ Her Pride In Freedom, And Not Freedom's Shade.