Where The Heart Lies, Let The Brain

How He Lies In His Rights Of A Man! Death Has Done All Death Can. And Absorbed In The New Life He Leads, He Recks Not, He Heeds Nor His Wrong Nor My Vengeance; Both Strike On His Senses Alike, And Are Lost In The Solemn And Strange Surprise Of The Change.

And Gain Is Gain, However Small.

Needs There Groan A World In Anguish Just To Teach Us Sympathy?

The Curious Crime, The Fine Felicity And Flower Of Wickedness.

What A Thing Friendship Is - World Without End.