Talent Should Minister To Genius.

No, When The Fight Begins Within Himself, / A Man's Worth Something.

Who Knows But The World May End Tonight

As Is Your Sort Of Mind, So Is Your Sort Of Search: You Will Find What You Desire.

When The Liquor's Out, Why Clink The Cannikin?

The Peerless Cup Afloat Of The Lake-lily Is An Urn Some Nymph Swims Bearing High Above Her Head.