End Is A Gloomy Word.

Far In The Pillared Dark Thrush Music Went- Almost Like A Call To Come In To The Dark And Lament. But No, I Was Out For Stars: I Would Not Come In. I Meant Not Even If Asked, And I Hadn't Been.

Our Life Runs Down In Sending Up The Clock. The Brook Runs Down In Sending Up Our Life. The Sun Runs Down In Sending Up The Brook. And There Is Something Sending Up The Sun.

There Never Was Any Heart Truly Great And Generous, That Was Not Also Tender And Compassionate.

Many Lovers Have Been Divorced By Having What Is Free Enforced.

The Chief Reason For Going To School Is To Get The Impression Fixed For Life That There Is A Book Side For Everything.