Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.

I shot an arrow into the air, it fell to earth, I knew not where.

All was silent as before - All silent save the dripping rain.

However things may seem, no evil thing is success and no good thing is failure.

Nature is a revelation of God; Art a revelation of man.

All sense of hearing and of sight enfold in the serene delight and quietude of sleep.

The Mormons make the marriage ring, like the ring of Saturn, fluid, not solid, and keep it in its place by numerous satellites.