And I Would Hear Yet Once Before

Roll On, Deep And Dark Blue Ocean, Roll. Ten Thousand Fleets Sweep Over Thee In Vain. Man Marks The Earth With Ruin, But His Control Stops With The Shore.

The Heart Will Break, But Broken Live On.

A Sort Of Hostile Transaction, Very Necessary To Keep The World Going, But By No Means A Sinecure To The Parties Concerned.

Had Sigh'd To Many, Though He Loved But One.

There Are Some Feelings Time Cannot Benumb, Nor Torture Shake.