You're Something Between A Dream And A

Yet How Proud We Are, In Daring To Look Down Upon Ourselves!

But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou May'st Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

Girls Blush, Sometimes, Because They Are Alive, Half Wishing They Were Dead To Save The Shame. The Sudden Blush Devours Them, Neck And Brow; They Have Drawn Too Near The Fire Of Life, Like Gnats, And Flare Up Bodily, Wings And All. What Then? Who's Sorry For A Gnat Or Girl?

I Love Thee To The Depth And Breadth And Height My Soul Can Reach.

A Grave, On Which To Rest From Singing?