A loving maiden grows unconsciously more bold.
Ah! The seasons of love roll not backward but onward, downward forever.
God is an unutterable sigh, planted in the depths of the soul.
Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew, and does not patter down like a hailstorm.
You prove your worth with your actions, not with your mouth.
Jesus is the purest among the mighty, and the mightiest among the pure, who, with his pierced hand has raised empires from their foundations, turned the stream of history from its old channel, and still continues to rule and guide the ages