One lamp โ thy motherโs love โ amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy โ as it was lit and lent thee here.
Nathaniel Parker WillisThere is to me a daintiness about early flowers that touches me like poetry. They blow out with such a simple loveliness among the common herbs of pastures, and breathe their lives so unobtrusively, like hearts whose beatings are too gentle for the world.
Nathaniel Parker WillisFine taste is an aspect of genius itself, and is the faculty of delicate appreciation, which makes the best effects of art our own.
Nathaniel Parker WillisThe rain is playing its soft pleasant tune fitfully on the skylight, and the shade of the fast-flying clouds across my book passed with delicate change.
Nathaniel Parker Willis