Where Hateful Death Put On His Ugliest

To Be In Anger Is Impiety, But Who Is Man That Is Not Angry?

Bad Is The Trade That Must Play Fool To Sorrow, Ang'ring Itself And Others.

The Gaudy, Blabbing, And Remorseful Day Is Crept Into The Bosom Of The Sea.

A Turn Or Two I'll Walk To Still My Beating Mind.

I See That The Fashion Wears Out More Apparel Than The Man.