About Eliza Cook: Eliza Cook was an English author, Chartist poet and writer born in London Road, Southwark.
There's a magical tie to the land of our home, which the heart cannot break, though the footsteps may roam.
Though language forms the preacher, 'Tis good works make the man.
How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart.
Why should we strive, with cynic frown, to knock their fairy castles down?
I prize the soul that slumbers in a quiet eye.
Exaggeration misleads the credulous and offends the perceptive.
Who would not rather trust and be deceived?
