Life isn't all beer and skittles; few of us have touched a skittle in years.

When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! "I had you and I have you now no more.

Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace.

Not Truth, but Faith it is that keeps the world alive.

Stranger, pause and look; From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I!

The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.

Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.