Oh, How With More Than Dreams The

What Joe Hamilton Lacked More Than Anything Else In The World Was Some One To Kick Him. Many A Man Who Might Have Lived Decently And Become A Fairly Respectable Citizen Has Gone To The Dogs For The Want Of Some One To Administer A Good Resounding Kick At The Right Time. It Is Corrective And Clarifying.

Only The Rich Are Lonesome.

The Age Is Materialistic. Verse Isn't. I Must Be With The Age, So I Am Writing Prose.

We Wear The Mask That Grins And Lies, It Hides Our Cheeks And Shades Our Eyes,- - This Debt We Pay To Human Guile; With Torn And Bleeding Hearts We Smile And Mouth With Myriad Subtleties. Why Should The World Be Otherwise, In Counting All Our Tears And Sighs? Nay, Let Them Only See Thus, While We Wear The Mask. We Smile, But, O Great Christ, Our Cries To Thee From Tortured Souls Arise. We Sing, But Oh The Clay Is Vile Beneath Our Feet, And Long The Mile; But Let The World Dream Otherwise, We Wear The Mask!

A Song Fluttered Down In The Form Of A Dove, And It Bore Me A Message, The One Word-love!