The Devil Was The First Democrat

'tis Sweet To Know There Is An Eye Will Mark Our Coming, And Look Brighter When We Come.

Absence - That Common Cure Of Love.

So Much Alarmed That She Is Quite Alarming

Of All The Horrid, Hideous Notes Of Woe, Sadder Than Owl-songs Or The Midnight Blast; Is That Portentous Phrase, "i Told You So.

Divine In Hookas, Glorious In A Pipe When Tipp'd With Amber, Mellow, Rich, And Ripe;... Yet Thy True Lovers More Admire By Far Thy Naked Beauties - Give Me A Cigar!