The Heavens Themselves, The Planets, And This

O Father Abram, What These Christians Are, Whose Own Hard Dealing Teaches Them Suspect The Thoughts Of Others!

Lay Aside Life-harming Heaviness, And Entertain A Cheerful Disposition.

Reason Thus With Life: If I Do Lose Thee, I Do Lose A Thing That None But Fools Would Keep.

And Crispin Crispian Shall Ne'er Go By, From This Day To The Ending Of The World, But We In It Shall Be Remembered- We Few, We Happy Few, We Band Of Brothers; For He To-day That Sheds His Blood With Me Shall Be My Brother

A Book? O, Rare One, Be Not, As Is Our Fangled World, A Garment Nobler Than That It Covers.