Scarcely a tear to shed;Hardly a word to say;The end of a Summer's day;Sweet Love is dead.
"And now, the main thing! As far as I can see, my next work will be called "Human Bisexuality." It will go to the root of the problem and say the last word it may be granted to say--the last and the most profound."
God never had a church but there, men say,The Devil a chapel hath raised by some wyles.I doubted of this saw, till on a dayI westward spied great Edinburgh’s Saint Gyles.drummond, william, of hawthornden
Dear Lord! while we adoring payOur humble thanks to Thee,May every heart with rapture say,—"The Saviour died for me!"anne steele