England Is A Country Of Pianos, They

I'm A Revolutionary, Money Means Nothing To Me.

My Manuscripts Sleep, While I Cannot, For I Am Covered With Poultices.

The Three Most Celebrated Doctors On The Island Have Been To See Me. One Sniffed At What I Spat, The Second Tapped Where I Spat From, And The Third Sounded Me And Listened As I Spat. The First Said I Was Dead, The Second That I Was Dying And The Third That I'm Going To Die.

Oh, How Miserable It Is To Have No One To Share Your Sorrows And Joys, And, When Your Heart Is Heavy, To Have No Soul To Whom You Can Pour Out Your Woes.

Put All Your Soul Into It, Play The Way You Feel!