A Kiss, When All Is Said, What

The Dream, Alone, Is Of Interest. What Is Life Without A Dream?

A Kiss, When All Is Said, What Is It? An Oath That's Given Closer Than Before; A Promise More Precise; The Sealing Of Confessions That Till Then Were Barely Breathed; A Rosy Dot Placed On The I In Loving.

Where Lurk Sweet Echoes Of The Dear Homevoices, Each Note Of Which Calls Like A Little Sister, Those Airs Slow, Slow Ascending, As The Smokewreaths Rise From The Hearthstones Of Our Native Hamlets Cyrano Act 5.

I Loved But Once, Yet Twice I Lose My Love!

A Great Nose May Be An Index Of A Great Soul