By-and-by Is Easily Said.

Make Me A Willow Cabin At Your Gate, And Call Upon My Soul Within The House; Write Loyal Cantons Of Contemned Love And Sing Them Loud Even In The Dead Of Night.

In The Night, Imagining Some Fear, How Easy Is A Bush Supposed A Bear!

The Very Firstlings Of My Heart Shall Be The Firstlings Of My Hand.

You Blocks, You Stones, You Worse Than Senseless Things!

Ay, In The Catalogue Ye Go For Men; As Hounds, And Greyhounds, Mongrels, Spaniels, Curs, Shoughs, Water-rugs, And Demi-wolves, Are 'clept All By The Name Of Dogs: The Valued File Distinguishes The Swift, The Slow, The Subtle, The Housekeeper, The Hunter, Every One According To The Gift Which Bounteous Nature Hath In Him Closed.