There's Place And Means For Every Man

Look, What A Horse Should Have He Did Not Lack, Save A Proud Rider On His Back.

A Young Woman In Love Always Looks Like Patience On A Monument Smiling At Grief

An Angel; Or, If Not, An Earthly Paragon.

When I Have Seen By Time's Fell Hand Defaced The Rich Proud Cost Of Outworn Buried Age; When Sometime Lofty Towers I See Down-razed And Brass Eternal Slave To Mortal Rage; When I Have Seen The Hungry Ocean Gain Advantage On The Kingdom Of The Shore, And The Firm Soil Win Of The Watery Main, Increasing Store With Loss And Loss With Store; When I Have Seen Such Interchange Of State, Or State Itself Confounded To Decay; Ruin Hath Taught Me Thus To Ruminate, That Time Will Come And Take My Love Away. This Thought Is As A Death Which Cannot Choose But Weep To Have That Which It Fears To Lose.

I Will Be Free, Even To The Uttermost, As I Please, In Words.