Trifles Light As Air Are To The

Fie, Fie, How Frantically I Square My Talk!

Lend Less Than You Owe.

O, Wonder! How Many Goodly Creatures Are There Here! How Beauteous Mankind Is! O Brave New World, That Has Such People In't!

The Silence Often Of Pure Innocence Persuades When Speaking Fails.

O, Speak Again, Bright Angel! For Thou Art As Glorious To This Night, Being O'er My Head As Is A Winged Messenger Of Heaven