Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.

Hard as it may appear in individual cases, dependent poverty ought to be held disgraceful

Still ailing, Wind? Wilt be appeased or no?

Reads verse and thinks she understands.

Four great walls in the New Jerusalem, / Meted on each side by the angel's reed, / For Leonard, Rafael, Agnolo and me / To cover.

God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never on the track until it reach Delinquency.