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The Happiest Part Of A Man's Life Is What He Passes Lying Awake In Bed In The Morning.

This Mournful Truth Is Everywhere Confessed, Slow Rises Worth By Poverty Depressed.

Cruel With Guilt, And Daring With Despair, The Midnight Murderer Bursts The Faithless Bar; Invades The Sacred Hour Of Silent Rest And Leaves, Unseen, A Dagger In Your Breast.

Everybody Loves To Have Things Which Please The Palate Put In Their Way, Without Trouble Or Preparation.

I Will Take No More Physick, Not Even My Opiates; For I Have Prayed That I May Render Up My Soul To God Unclouded.