A Self-made Man? Yes, And One Who

In Indolent Vacuity Of Thought.

Perhaps Thou Gav'st Me, Though Unseen, A Kiss; Perhaps A Tear, If Souls Can Weep In Bliss.

Sin Let Loose Speaks Punishment At Hand.

I Venerate The Man Whose Heart Is Warm, Whose Hands Are Pure, Whose Doctrine And Whose Life, Coincident, Exhibit Lucid Proof That He Is Honest In The Sacred Cause.

An Epigram Is But A Feeble Thing - With Straw In Tail, Stuck There By Way Of Sting.