A Name, It Has More Than Nominal

O Bed! O Bed! Delicious Bed! That Heaven Upon Earth To The Weary Head.

Alas For The Rarity Of Christian Charity Under The Sun!

A Man That's Fond Precociously Of Stirring , :;:; Must Be A Spoon.

There Is A Silence Where Hath Been No Sound, There Is A Silence Where No Sound May Be,- In The Cold Grave, Under The Deep, Deep Sea, Or In The Wide Desert Where No Life Is Found.

So Mayst Thou Live, Dear! Many Years, In All The Bliss That Life Endears