The Charm, One Might Say The Genius,

Definition Of Love: A Score Of Zero In Tennis. I Love Thee With The Breath, Smiles, Tears Of All My Life.

How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways.

Books Are Men Of Higher Stature.

I Begin To Think That None Are So Bold As The Timid, When They Are Fairly Roused.

O Death, O Beyond, Thou Art Sweet, Thou Art Strange!