I Am About To Be Married, And

The Music, And The Banquet, And The Wine-- The Garlands, The Rose Odors, And The Flowers, The Sparkling Eyes, And Flashing Ornaments-- The White Arms And The Raven Hair--the Braids, And Bracelets; Swan-like Bosoms, And The Necklace, An India In Itself, Yet Dazzling Not.

Damn Description, It Is Always Disgusting.

But Quiet To Quick Bosoms Is A Hell.

Friendship May, And Often Does, Grow Into Love, But Love Never Subsides Into Friendship.

Always Laugh When You Can; It Is Cheap Medicine. Merriment Is A Philosophy Not Well Understood. It Is The Sunny Side Of Existence.