I Have Met With Women Whom I

His Old Right Hand Lay Nerveless, Listless, Dead, Unsceptred; And His Realmless Eyes Were Closed.

Bards Of Passion And Of Mirth, Ye Have Left Your Souls On Earth! Have Ye Souls In Heaven Too, Double-lived In Regions New?

She Press'd His Hand In Slumber; So Once More He Could Not Help But Kiss Her And Adore.

Many Have Original Minds Who Do Not Think It - They Are Led Away By Custom!

Why Employ Intelligent And Highly Paid Ambassadors And Then Go And Do Their Work For Them? You Don't Buy A Canary And Sing Yourself.