Old Time, who changes all below, To wean men gently for the grave.

A woman's suffering is never above half known, for the fact of the publicity of her wrongs is counted to her for disgrace.

Child murderers practice their profession without let or hindrance, and open infant butcheries unquestioned...Is there no remedy for all this ante-natal child murder?

God made all pleasures innocent.

Oh, there at last, life's trials past, / We'll meet our loved ones more, / Whose feet have trod the path to God, -- / Not lost, but gone before.

Until I truly loved, I was alone.

Old Time, who changes all below, To wean men gently for the grave.