I Dwell In Possibilities... A Fairer House

In This Short Life That Only Lasts Ah Hour How Much-how Little-is Within Our Power.

Nothing More Do I Ask Than To Share With You The Ecstasy And Sacrament Of My Life.

So Proud She Was To Die It Made Us All Ashamed That What We Cherished, So Unknown To Her Desire Seemed. So Satisfied To Go Where None Of Us Should Be, Immediately, That Anguish Stooped Almost To Jealousy.

'tis Sweet To Know That Stocks Will Stand When We With Daisies Lie- That Commerce Will Continue- And Trades As Briskly Fly.

Beauty Is Not The Cause Of Something, It Is What It Is.