Bait The Hook Well. This Fish Will

Some Smack Of Age In You, Some Relish Of The Saltness Of Time.

She's Gone. I Am Abused, And My Relief Must Be To Loathe Her.

This Making Of Christians Will Raise The Price Of Hogs.

Though Death Be Poor, It Ends A Mortal Woe.

So Long As Men Can Breathe, Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.