Can Man Be Free If Woman Be

Sing Again, With Your Dear Voice Revealing. A Tone Of Some World Far From Ours, Where Music And Moonlight And Feeling Are One.

Nothing Wilts Faster Than Laurels That Have Been Rested Upon.

Peter Was Dull; He Was At First Dull; - Oh, So Dull - So Very Dull! Whether He Talked, Wrote, Or Rehearsed - Still With His Dulness Was He Cursed - Dull -beyond All Conception - Dull.

Death Will Come When Thou Art Dead, Soon, Too Soon.

Tragedy Delights By Affording A Shadow Of The Pleasure Which Exists In Pain.