Heart Of My Heart, Were It More,

A Man's Errors Are His Portals Of Discovery.

He Passes, Struck By The Stare Of Truculent Wellington But In The Convex Mirror Grin Unstruck The Bonham Eyes And Fatchuck Cheekchops Of Jollypoldy The Rixdix Doldy.

The Men That Is Now Is Only All Palaver And What They Can Get Out Of You.

Frequent And Violent Temptations Were A Proof That The Citadel Of The Soul Had Not Fallen And That The Devil Raged To Make It Fall.

We Are All Born In The Same Way But We All Die In Different Ways.