My Dull Brain Was Wrought With Things

Then Imitate The Action Of The Tiger; Stiffen The Sinews, Summon Up The Blood.

These Flowers Are Like The Pleasures Of The World.

Some Kinds Of Baseness Are Nobly Undergone.

Affliction May One Day Smile Again; And Till Then, Sit Thee Down, Sorrow!.

Bid The Dishonest Man Mend Himself; If He Mend, He Is No Longer Dishonest.