Heaven Gives Its Favourites-early Death.

Yes, Love Indeed Is Light From Heaven; A Spark Of That Immortal Fire With Angels Shared, By Allah Given To Lift From Earth Our Low Desire.

I Awoke One Day To Find Myself Famous.

What's Drinking? A Mere Pause From Thinking!

Years Steal Fire From The Mind As Vigor From The Limb; And Life's Enchanted Cup But Sparkles Near The Brim.

The Drying Up A Single Tear Has More, Of Honest Fame, Than Shedding Seas Of Gore.