Lawyers, I Suppose, Were Children Once.

Gone Before To That Unknown And Silent Shore.

She Unbent Her Mind Afterwards - Over A Book.

And The Tear That We Shed, Though In Secret It Rolls, Shall Long Keep His Memory Green In Our Souls.

Oh, The Pleasure Of Eating My Dinner Alone!

Oft In The Stilly Night, Ere Slumber's Chain Has Bound Me, Fond Memory Brings The Light Of Other Days Around Me; The Smiles, The Tears, Of Boyhood's Years, The Words Of Love Then Spoken; The Eyes That Shone Now Dimmed And Gone, The Cheerful Hearts Now Broken.