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;