In Argument With Men A Woman Ever

Well Observe The Rule Of Not Too Much, By Temperance Taught In What Thou Eat'st And Drink'st.

His Words, Like So Many Nimble And Airy Servitors, Trip About Him At Command. Ibid.

If It Come To Prohibiting, There Is Aught More Likely To Be Prohibited Than Truth Itself.

How Sweetly Did They Float Upon The Wings Of Silence Through The Empty-vaulted Night, At Every Fall Smoothing The Raven Down Of Darkness Till It Smiled!

The Sun To Me Is Dark And Silent As The Moon, When She Deserts The Night Hid In Her Vacant Interlunar Cave.