Lest I Should Be Old-fashioned, I'll Put

Action Is Redemption.

The Will Is Always Near, Dear, Though The Feet Vary.

Beauty Is Not Caused, It Is; Chase It And It Ceases, Chase It Not And It Abides.

I Do Not Know The Man So Bold He Dare In Lonely Place That Awful Stranger Consciousness Deliberately Face-.

I Tasted - Careless - Then - I Did Not Know The Wine Came Once A World - Did You? Oh, Had You Told Me So - This Thirst Would Blister - Easier - Now