Love Is The Art Of Hearts, And

There Is No Disappointment We Endure One-half So Great As What We Are To Ourselves.

Mind And Night Will Meet, Though In Silence, Like Forbidden Lovers.

Fulfill Thy Fate! Be-do-bear-and Thank God.

The Wind Breathes Not, And The Wave Walks Softly As Above A Grave.

Death Is The Universal Salt Of States; Blood Is The Base Of All Things--law And War.