The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide. >>
Youth comes but once in a lifetime. >>
Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achiev >>
The thought of our past years in me doth breed perpetual benedictions. >>
We placed the wreaths upon the splendid granite sarcophagus, and at it >>
The secret anniversaries of the heart. >>
The secret anniversaries of the heart.