I Have Not Slept One Wink.

Striving To Better, Oft We Mar What’s Well.

O Polished Perturbation! Golden Care! That Keep'st The Ports Of Slumber Open Wide To Many A Watchful Night.

Exit, Pursued By A Bear.

No Metal Can--no, Not The Hangman's Axe--bear Half The Keenness Of Thy Sharp Envy.

Fight To The Last Gasp.