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

Many a poem is marred by a superfluous verse.

Youth comes but once a life time. Perhaps, but it remains strong in many for their entire lives.

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest.

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

The day is done; and slowly from the scene the stooping sun upgathers his spent shafts, and puts them back into his golden quiver!

A noble type of good. Heroic womanhood.