For every house is incomplete without him, and a blessing is lacking in the spirit.
For there is a sound reasoning upon all flowers. For flowers are peculiarly the poetry of Christ.
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!
Glorious the song, when God's the theme.
There is nothing sweeter than his peace when at rest, for there is nothing brisker than his life when in motion.