In My Garden I Spend

In My Garden I Spend My Days, In My Library I Spend My Nights. My Interests Are Divided Between My Geraniums And My Books. With The Flower I Am In The Present; With The Book I Am In The Past.

One Never Hugs One's Good Luck So Affectionately As When Listening To The Relation Of Some Horrible Misfortunes Which Has Overtaken Others.

Death Is The Ugly Fact Which Nature Has To Hide, And She Hides It Well.

In My Garden I Spend My Days; In My Library I Spend My Nights.

Most Brilliant Star Upon The Crest Of Time Is England. England!