Is Not Thy Home Among

The Gentle Race Of Flowers Are Lying In Their Lowly Beds.

Truth Crushed To Earth Shall Rise Again,- The Eternal Years Of God Are Hers; But Error, Wounded, Writhes With Pain, And Dies Among His Worshippers.

The Groves Were God's First Temples.

Poetry Is That Art Which Selects And Arranges The Symbols Of Thought In Such A Manner As To Excite The Imagination The Most Powerfully And Delightfully.

He [william Henry Harrison] Did Not Live Long Enough To Prove His Incapacity For The Office Of President.