I Am About To Be Married, And

So Bright The Tear In Beauty's Eye, Love Half Regrets To Kiss It Dry.

My Turn Of Mind Is So Given To Taking Things In The Absurd Point Of View, That It Breaks Out In Spite Of Me Every Now And Then.

I Have Great Hopes That We Shall Love Each Other All Our Lives As Much As If We Had Never Married At All.

Man Marks The Earth With Ruin - His Control Stops With The Shore.

Old Man! 'tis Not Difficult To Die.