Her silent course advance With inoffensive pace, that spinning sleeps On her soft axle.

The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.

So hand in hand they passed, the loveliest pair that ever since in love's embraces met -- Adam, the goodliest man of men since born his sons; the fairest of her daughters Eve.

It is not hard for any man who hath a Bible in his hand to borrow good words and holy sayings in abundance; but to make them his own is a work of grace only from above.

The strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.

Where all life dies death lives.

Dark with excessive bright.