Look Thy Last On All Things Lovely,

As Long As I Live I Shall Always Be My Self - And No Other, Just Me.

It Was A Pity Thoughts Always Ran The Easiest Way, Like Water In Old Ditches.

Tell Them I Came, And No One Answered, That I Kept My Word," He Said. Never The Least Stir Made The Listeners, Though Every Word He Spake Fell Echoing Through The Shadowiness Of The Still House From The One Man Left Awake: Ay, They Heard His Foot Upon The Stirrup, And The Sound Of Iron On Stone, And How The Silence Surged Softly Backward, When The Plunging Hoofs Were Gone.

Do Diddle Di Do, Poor Jim Jay Got Stuck Fast In Yesterday.

So, Blind To Someone I Must Be.