Implores The Passing Tribute Of A Sigh.

I Shall Be But A Shrimp Of An Author.

In Buskined Measures Move Pale Grief And Pleasing Pain, With Horror, Tyrant Of The Throbbing Breast.

Men Will Believe Anything At All Provided They Are Under No Obligation To Believe It.

Youth Smiles Without Any Reason. It Is One Of Its Chiefest Charms.

And Moody Madness Laughing Wild Amid Severest Woe.