Fair As A Lily, And

I Believe While I Tremble; I Trust While I Weep.

The Vehemence Of Emotion, Stirred By Grief And Love Within Me, Was Claiming Mastery, And Struggling For Full Sway; And Asserting A Right To Predominate: To Overcome, To Live, Rise, And Reign At Last; Yes,--and To Speak.

Adversity Is A Good School.

I Have No Wish To Talk Nonsense." "if You Did, It Would Be In Such A Grave, Quiet Manner, I Should Mistake It For Sense.

Shake Me Off, Then, Sir--push Me Away; For I'll Not Leave You Of My Own Accord.