For there is a sound reasoning upon all flowers. For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.

There is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest, for there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.

For there is a sound reasoning upon all flowers. For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.

For every house is incomplete without him, and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.

For I bless God in the libraries of the learned and for all the booksellers in the world.

Awake before the sun is risen, I call for my pen and papers and desk.

Too hard for any frog's digestion,To have his froghood call'd in question!