She gave me eyes, she gave me ears; And humble cares, and delicate fears; A heart, the fountain of sweet tears; And love and thought and joy.

For by superior energies; more strict affiance in each other; faith more firm in their unhallowed principles, the bad have fairly earned a victory over the weak, the vacillating, inconsistent good.

But an old age serene and bright, and lovely as a Lapland night, shall lead thee to thy grave.

Rapine, avarice, expense, This is idolatry; and these we adore; Plain living and high thinking are no more.

Heaven lies about us in our infancy.

The childhood of today is the manhood of tomorrow

Huge and mighty forms that do not live like living men, moved slowly through the mind by day and were trouble to my dreams.