In Deo Fides

 

Shall Love, as the Bridal Wreath, Whither and Die?

 

Shall Our Memories Live When the Sod Rolls Above Us?

 

A Reverie

 

Love's Plea

 

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust

 

Despair

 

Hidden Sorrows

 

O, a Beautiful Thing Is the Flower That Fadeth!

 

Smiles

 

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