Love me, beloved; Hades and Death Shall vanish away like a frosty breath; These hands, that now are at home in thine, Shall clasp thee again, if thou art still mine; And thou shalt be mine, my spirit's bride, In the ceaseless flow of eternity's tide, If the truest love thy heart can know Meet the truest love that from mine can flow. Pray God, beloved, for thee and me, That our sourls may be wedded eternally.

Religion is life essential.

They are not the best students who are most dependent on books. What can be got out of them is at best only material; a man must build his house for himself.

What a man is lies as certainly upon his countenance as in his heart, though none of his acquaintances may be able to read it. The very intercourse with him may have rendered it more difficult.

Many a life has been injured by the constant expectation of death. It is life we have to do with, not death. The best preparation for the night is to work diligently while the day lasts. The best preparation for death is life.

It is our best work that God wants, not the dregs of our exhaustion. I think he must prefer quality to quantity.

I say again, if I cannot draw a horse, I will not write THIS IS A HORSE under what I foolishly meant for one.