William R. Alger

Words of love, are works of love.

Words of love, are works of love.

With strength and patience all his grievous loads are borne,
And from the world's rose-bed he only asks a read more

With strength and patience all his grievous loads are borne,
And from the world's rose-bed he only asks a thorn.

After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is read more

After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer.

In the nine heavens are eight Paradises;
Where is the ninth one? In the human breast.
Only read more

In the nine heavens are eight Paradises;
Where is the ninth one? In the human breast.
Only the blessed dwell in th' Paradises,
But blessedness dwells in the human breast.

As two floating planks meet and part on the sea,
O friend! so I met and then drifted from read more

As two floating planks meet and part on the sea,
O friend! so I met and then drifted from thee.