I Die But First I Have Possessed,

Roll On, Thou Deep And Dark Blue Ocean

I Am Always Most Religious Upon A Sunshiny Day.

Father Of Light! Great God Of Heaven! Hear'st Thou The Accents Of Despair? Can Guilt Like Man's Be E'er Forgiven? Can Vice Atone For Crimes By Prayer.

I Am As Comfortless As A Pilgrim With Peas In His Shoes - And As Cold As Charity, Chastity Or Any Other Virtue.

So For A Good Old-gentlemanly Vice, I Think I Must Take Up With Avarice.