In England The Only Homage Which They

Between Two Worlds Life Hovers Like A Star, Twixt Night And Morn, Upon The Horizon's Verge.

Self Praise Is No Praise At All.

By Heaven! It Is A Splendid Sight To See For One Who Hath No Friend, No Brother There.

Who Tracks The Steps Of Glory To The Grave?

I Am About To Be Married, And Am Of Course In All The Misery Of A Man In Pursuit Of Happiness.