Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see.

Our hearts were drunk with a beauty Our eyes could never see.

The relation of landlord and tenant is not an ideal one, but any relations in a social order will endure if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality.

Love and hate have a magical transforming power. They are the great soul changers. We grow through their exercise into the likeness of what we contemplate.

Any relations in a social order will endure, if there is infused into them some of that spirit of human sympathy which qualifies life for immortality.