The First And Wisest Of Them All

With Thee Goes Thy Husband, Him To Follow Thou Art Bound; Where He Abides, Think There Thy Native Soil.

The Planets In Their Station List'ning Stood.

Tears Such As Angels Weep.

Wickedness Is Weakness.

From Morn To Noon He Fell, From Noon To Dewy Eve,- A Summer's Day; And With The Setting Sun Dropp'd From The Zenith Like A Falling Star.