Luck Is Not Chance, It's Toil; Fortune's

Fearless--the Cobweb Swings From The Ceiling-- Indolent Housewife--in Daisies--lain!

His Mind Of Man, A Secret Makes I Meet Him With A Start He Carries A Circumference In Which I Have No Part.

Nothing Is The Force That Renovates The World.

The Spirit Lurks Within The Flesh Like Tides Within The Sea That Make The Water Live, Estranged What Would The Either Be?

Safe Despair It Is That Raves- Agony Is Frugal. Puts Itself Severe Away For Its Own Perusal.