Grief Is Fantastical, And Loves The Dead,

A Schoolboy's Tale, The Wonder Of An Hour!

Muse Of The Many Twinkling Feet, Whose Charms Are Now Extending Up From Legs To Arms.

But I Hate Things All Fiction... There Should Always Be Some Foundation Of Fact For The Most Airy Fabric - And Pure Invention Is But The Talent Of A Liar.

Switzerland Is A Curst, Selfish, Swinish Country Of Brutes, Placed In The Most Romantic Region Of The World.

Oh Who Can Tell, Save He Whose Heart Hath Tried.