As love, if love be perfect, casts out fear, so hate, if hate be perfect, casts out fear.
The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.
Either sex alone is half itself.
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
I heard no longer The snowy-banded, dilettante, Delicate-handed priest intone.
I sometimes find it half a sin, To put to words the grief i feel, For words like nature,half reveal, and half conceal the soul within.