I Am The Very Slave Of Circumstance

I Had A Dream, Which Was Not At All A Dream.

I Speak Not Of Men's Creeds—they Rest Between Man And His Maker.

I Am Not Now That Which I Have Been.

It Is True From Early Habit, One Must Make Love Mechanically As One Swims; I Was Once Very Fond Of Both, But Now As I Never Swim Unless I Tumble Into The Water, I Don't Make Love Till Almost Obliged.

Well, Well, The World Must Turn Upon Its Axis, And All Mankind Turn With It, Heads Or Tails, And Live And Die, Make Love And Pay Our Taxes, And As The Veering Winds Shift, Shift Our Sails.