And through the heat of conflict keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw.

Earth helped him with the cry of blood.

Stop thinking for once in your life!

My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky: So was it when my life began; So is it now I am a man.

Give unto me, made lowly wise, The spirit of self-sacrifice; The confidence of reason give, And in the light of truth thy bondman let me live!

One that would peep and botanize Upon his mother's grave.

I am already kindly disposed towards you. My friendship it is not in my power to give: this is a gift which no man can make, it is not in our own power: a sound and healthy friendship is the growth of time and circumstance, it will spring up and thrive like a wildflower when these favour, and when they do not, it is in vain to look for it.