No Endeavour Is In Vain;

A Boy's Will Is The Wind's Will, And The Thought's Of Youth Are Long, Long Thoughhts

O, Though Oft Oppressed And Lonely, All My Fears Are Laid Aside, If I But Remember Only Such As These Have Lived And Died!

The Happy Should Not Insist Too Much Upon Their Happiness In The Presence Of The Unhappy.

Therefore Trust To Thy Heart, And To What The World Calls Illusions.

That Which The Fountain Sends Forth Returns Again To The Fountain.