Bid Me Discourse, I Will Enchant Thine

Rude Am I In My Speech, And Little Blessed With The Soft Phrase Of Peace.

Old Time The Clock-setter.

Hereditary Sloth Instructs Me.

But Shall We Wear These Glories For A Day? Or Shall They Last, And We Rejoice In Them?

The Law Hath Not Been Dead, Though It Hath Slept.