Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used to know so long ago. ("The Key-Note")

To me it seems our duty towards the Bible is to obey its teaching in faith. I do not think we are bound to understand or account for all its utterances.

O passing angel, speed me with a song, a melody of heaven to reach my heart and rouse me to the race and make me strong.

The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back.

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?

Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing.