Back Of Every Mistaken Venture And Defeat

I Remember The Chillicothe Ballplayers Grappling The Long Island Ball Players In A Sixteen-inning Game Ended By Darkness. And The Shoulders Of The Chillicothe Players Were A Red Smoke Against The Sundown And The Shoulders Of The Rock Island Players Were A Yellow Smoke Against The Sundown. And The Umpire's Voice Was Hoarse Calling Balls And Strikes And Outs And The Umpire's Throat Fought In The Dust For A Song.

Poetry Is A Puppet-show, Where Riders Of Skyrockets And Divers Of Sea Fathoms Gossip About The Sixth Sense And The Fourth Dimension.

I Never Made A Mistake In Grammar But One In My Life And As Soon As I Done It I Seen It.

There Are Dreams Stronger Than Death. Men And Women Die Holding These Dreams.

There Is A Warning Love Sends And The Cost Of It Is Never Written Till Long Afterward.