Fills The Air Around With

They Used To Say That Knowledge Is Power. I Used To Think So, But I Know Now They Mean Money.

It Is Useless To Tell One Not To Reason But To Believe; You Might As Well Tell A Man Not To Wake But Sleep.

Next To Dressing For A Rout Or Ball, Undressing Is A Woe.

From The Mingled Strength Of Shade And Light A New Creation Rises To My Sight, Such Heav'nly Figures From His Pencil Flow, So Warm With Light His Blended Colors Glow. . . . . The Glowing Portraits, Fresh From Life, That Bring Home To Our Hearts The Truth From Which They Spring.

Jealousy Dislikes The World To Know It.