Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

Might She Have Loved Me? Just As Well She Might Have Hated, Who Can Tell!

Smiling The Boy Fell Dead.

If Two Lives Join, There Is Oft A Scar. They Are One And One, With A Shadowy Third; One Near One Is Too Far.

In The Morning Of The World, When Earth Was Nigher Heaven Than Now.

Stung By The Splendour Of A Sudden Thought.