And What Is Life? - An Hour-glass

I Was Byron And Shakespeare Formerly.

Wildness Is My Suiting Scene.

Old Noted Oak! I Saw Thee In A Mood Of Vague Indifference; And Yet With Me Thy Memory, Like Thy Fate, Hath Lingering Stood For Years, Thou Hermit, In The Lonely Sea Of Grass That Waves Around Thee!

If Life Had A Second Edition, How I Would Correct The Proofs.

Ah, Words Are Poor Receipts For What Time Hath Stole Away.