I thank her for it, though when clouds arise
Such natures double-darken gloomy skies.
To George William Curtis.
In life's small things be resolute and great
To keep thy muscle trained: know'st thou when Fate
Thy measure takes, or when she 'll say to thee,
"I find thee worthy; do this deed for me"?
Epigram.
In vain we call old notions fudge,
And bend our conscience to our dealing;