Oh The Long And Dreary Winter! Oh

The Gentle Wind, A Sweet And Passionate Wooer, Kisses The Blushing Leaf.

Hope Has As Many Lives As A Cat Or A King.

Autumn Arrives Like A Warrior With The Stain Of Blood Upon His Brazen Mail. His Crimson Scarf Is Rent. His Scarlet Banner Drips With Gore. His Step Is Like A Flail Upon The Threshing Floor.

The Twilight Is Sad And Cloudy, The Wind Blows Wild And Free, And Like The Wings Of Sea-birds Flash The White Caps Of The Sea.

Fame Comes Only When Deserved, And Then Is As Inevitable As Destiny, For It Is Destiny.