The children of the poor are so apt to look as if the rich would have been over-blest with such! Alas for the angel capabilities, interrupted so soon with care, and with after life so sadly unfulfilled.

It is godlike to unloose the spirit, and forget yourself in thought.

The Italians say that a beautiful woman by her smiles draws tears from our purse.

There is a gentle element, and man may breathe it with a calm, unruffled soul, and drink its living waters, till his heart is pure; and this is human happiness.

A lamp is lit in woman's eye; that souls, else lost on earth, remember angels by.

The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.

O, when the heart is, full, when bitter thoughts come crowding thickly up for utterance, and the poor common words of courtesy are such a very mockery, how much the bursting heart may pour itself in prayer!