But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!

At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.

We overstate the ills of life, and take Imagination... down our earth to rake.

And wilt thou have me fashion into speech The love I bear thee, finding words enough, And hold the torch out, while the winds are rough, Between our faces, to cast light on each? - I dropt it at thy feet. I cannot teach My hand to hold my spirits so far off From myself--me--that I should bring thee proof In words, of love hid in me out of reach. Nay, let the silence of my womanhood Commend my woman-love to thy belief, - Seeing that I stand unwon, however wooed, And rend the garment of my life, in brief, By a most dauntless, voiceless fortitude, Lest one touch of this heart convey its grief.

Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.

It was not the apple on the tree but the pair on the ground that caused the trouble in the garden of Eden.

There Shakespeare, on whose forehead climb The crowns o' the world; oh, eyes sublime With tears and laughter for all time!