Friendship Is Love Without His Wings!

Come What May, I Have Been Blest.

Be Hypocritical, Be Cautious, Be Not What You Seem But Always What You See.

A Thousand Years May Scare Form A State. An Hour May Lay It In Ruins.

Had Sigh'd To Many, Though He Loved But One.

The Music, And The Banquet, And The Wine-- The Garlands, The Rose Odors, And The Flowers, The Sparkling Eyes, And Flashing Ornaments-- The White Arms And The Raven Hair--the Braids, And Bracelets; Swan-like Bosoms, And The Necklace, An India In Itself, Yet Dazzling Not.