When I Am Not Walking, I Am

Merit, God Knows, Is Very Little Rewarded.

Go Where Glory Waits Thee! But While Fame Elates Thee, Oh, Still Remember Me!

Clap An Extinguisher Upon Your Irony If You Are Unhappily Blessed With A Vein Of It.

Time Partially Reconciles Us To Anything. I Gradually Became Content--doggedly Contented, As Wild Animals In Cages.

Shut Not Thy Purse-strings Always Against Painted Distress.