So Sweet The Blush Of Bashfulness, E'en

There Is No Instinct Like That Of The Heart.

I Came To Realize Clearly That The Mind Is No Other Than The Mountain And The Rivers And The Great Wide Earth, The Sun And The Moon And The Sky”.

The 'good Old Times' - All Times When Old Are Good.

Divine In Hookas, Glorious In A Pipe When Tipp'd With Amber, Mellow, Rich, And Ripe;... Yet Thy True Lovers More Admire By Far Thy Naked Beauties - Give Me A Cigar!

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.