I Awoke One Morning And Found Myself

I See Before Me The Gladiator Lie.

For Pleasures Past I Do Not Grieve, Nor Perils Gathering Near; My Greatest Grief Is That I Leave Nothing That Claims A Tear.

Champagne With Its Foaming Whirls/as White As Cleopatra's Pearls.

I Deny Nothing, But Doubt Everything.

We Are All Selfish And I No More Trust Myself Than Others With A Good Motive.