Man's Love Is Of Man's Life A

For Through The South The Custom Still Commands The Gentleman To Kiss The Lady's Hands.

A Schoolboy's Tale, The Wonder Of An Hour!

I Have Had, And May Have Still, A Thousand Friends, As They Are Called, In Life, Who Are Like One's Partners In The Waltz Of This World -not Much Remembered When The Ball Is Over.

'tis Very Certain The Desire Of Life Prolongs It.

To Chase The Glowing Hours With Flying Feet.