I Count Life Just A Stuff To

We Mortals Cross The Ocean Of This World Each In His Average Cabin Of A Life; The Bests Not Big, The Worst Yields Elbowroom.

When Pain Ends, Gain Ends Too.

Shakespeare Was Of Us, Milton Was Of Us, Burns, Shelley, Were With Us. They Watch From Their Graves!

And Gain Is Gain, However Small.

How Sad And Bad And Mad It Was - But Then, How It Was Sweet