Guess Now Who Holds Thee?'--'death,' I Said.

It Is Difficult To Get Rid Of People When You Once Have Given Them Too Much Pleasure.

And Is It Not The Chief Good Of Money, The Being Free From The Need Of Thinking Of It?

I Worked With Patience Which Means Almost Power.

I Have Done Most Of My Talking By Post Of Late Years--as People Shut Up In Dungeons Take Up With Scrawling Mottoes On The Walls.

Death Forerunneth Love To Win "sweetest Eyes Were Ever Seen."