The snow had begun in the gloaming, and busily all the night had been heaping field and highway with a silence deep and white.

Then to side with Truth is noble when we share her wretched crust, Ere her cause bring fame and profit, and 't is prosperous to be just; Then it is the brave man chooses, while the coward stands aside, Doubting in his abject spirit, till his Lord is crucified.

His heart kep' goin' pity-pat, But hern went pity-Zekle.

And what they dare to dream of, date to do.

Be He nowhere else, God is in all that liberates and lifts, in all that humbles, sweetens, and consoles.

The only faith that wears well and holds its color in all weathers is that which is woven of conviction and set with the sharp mordant of experience.

The realm of death seems an enemy's country to most men, on whose shores they are loathly driven by stress of weather; to the wise man it is the desired port where he moors his bark gladly, as in some quiet haven of the Fortunate Isles; it is the golden west into which his sun sinks, and, sinking, casts back a glory upon the leaden cloud-tack which had darkly besieged his day.