I Have Great Hopes That We Shall

Absence - That Common Cure Of Love.

I Loved My Country, And I Hated Him.

The Place Is Very Well And Quiet And The Children Only Scream In A Low Voice.

The Lapse Of Ages Changes All Things - Time, Language, The Earth, The Bounds Of The Sea, The Stars Of The Sky, And Every Thing About, Around, And Underneath Man, Except Man Himself.

Years Steal Fire From The Mind As Vigor From The Limb; And Life's Enchanted Cup But Sparkles Near The Brim.