For there is no friend like a sister In calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, To fetch one if one goes astray, To lift one if one totters down, To strengthen whilst one stands
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.