Oh Would I Were Dead Now, Or

The Best Of Friends Fall Out, And So His Teeth Had Done Some Years Ago.

A Name, It Has More Than Nominal Worth, And Belongs To Good Or Bad Luck At Birth

I Saw Old Autumn In The Misty Morn Stand Shadowless Like Silence, Listening To Silence.

Coquetry Is The Champagne Of Love.

Some Dreams We Have Are Nothing Else But Dreams, Unnatural And Full Of Contradictions; Yet Others Of Our Most Romantic Schemes, Are Something More Than Fictions.