Fills The air around with beauty.

Jealousy dislikes the world to know it.

A schoolboy's tale, the wonder of an hour!

I stood among them, but not of them: in a shroud of thoughts which were not their thoughts.

The world is a bundle of hay, Mankind are the asses that pull, Each tugs in a different way And the greatest of all is John Bull!

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.

From the mingled strength of shade and light A new creation rises to my sight, Such heav'nly figures from his pencil flow, So warm with light his blended colors glow. . . . . The glowing portraits, fresh from life, that bring Home to our hearts the truth from which they spring.