Twilight and evening bell, and after that the dark! And may there be no sadness of farewell when I embark.

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

Life is brief but love is LONG .

Sin is too stupid to see beyond itself.

We are self-uncertain creatures, and we may Yea, even when we know not, mix our spites And private hates with our defence of Heaven.

Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell; That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before, But vaster.

Faith is believing what we cannot prove.