How Oft A Summer Shower Has Started

Tasteful Illumination Of The Night, Bright Scattered, Twinkling Star Of Spangled Earth.

Still, I Have Been No One's Enemy But My Own. My Easy Nature, Either In Drinking Or Anything Else, Was Always Ready To Submit To Persuasions Of Profligate Companions, Who Often Led Me Into Snares.

Wildness Is My Suiting Scene.

The Present Is The Funeral Of The Past, And Man The Living Sepulchre Of Life.

If Life Had A Second Edition, How I Would Correct The Proofs.