I think true love is never blind, / But rather brings an added light; / An inner vision quick to find / The beauties hid from common sight.

All the great blessings of my life are present in my thoughts today

O that one unguarded moment! / Were it mine to live again, / All the strength of its temptation / Would appeal to me in vain.

But whenever she thanks the givers for favors great and small, she thinks of the good little sister who gave her more than they all.

Only yield when you must, never "give up the ship," but fight on to the last "with a stiff upper lip!

And never since harvests were ripened, / Or laborers born, / Have men gathered figs of the thistle, / Or grapes of the thorn!

Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face.