While tears that from repentance flow,
In bright exhalement reach the skies.

While tears that from repentance flow,
In bright exhalement reach the skies.

A little and good fills the trencher.

A little and good fills the trencher.

It is a part of the nature of man to resist compulsion.

It is a part of the nature of man to resist compulsion.

And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
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And on her lover's arm she leant,
And round her waist she felt it fold,
And far across the hills they went,
In that new world that is the old.

You shall never want rope enough.

You shall never want rope enough.

'Tis very certain the desire of life
Prolongs it.

'Tis very certain the desire of life
Prolongs it.

When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.

When we our betters see bearing our woes,
We scarcely think our miseries our foes.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

The smallest worm will turn, being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.

A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.

A loss, of which we are ignorant, is no loss.