"Truth is a golden thread, seen here and there In small bright specks upon the visible side Of our strange being’s par…"

"Come back again, old heart! Ah me! Methinks in those thy coward fears There might, perchance, a courage be, That fail…"

"Thought may well be ever ranging, And opinion ever changing, Task-work be, though ill begun, Dealt with by experience…"

"Loving—if the answering breast Seem not to be thus possessed, Still in hoping have a care; If it do, beware, beware! …"

"When panting sighs the bosom fill, And hands by chance united thrill At once with one delicious pain The pulses and t…"

"Thy duty do? rejoined the voice, Ah, do it, do it, and rejoice; But shalt thou then, when all is done, Enjoy a love, …"

"Think where we are. Carlyle has led us all into the desert, and he has left us there."

"So in the sinful streets, abstracted and alone, I with my secret self held communing of mine own."

"Hope conquers cowardice, joy grief; Or at least, faith unbelief."

"’Twas on a sunny summer day I trod a mighty city’s street, And when I started on my way My heart was full of fancies …"