The Good I Stand On Is My

Slander Lives Upon Succession, For Ever Housed Where It Gets Possession.

God Shall Be My Hope, My Stay, My Guide And Lantern To My Feet.

One May Smile, And Smile, And Be A Villain.

O God, O God, How Weary, Stale, Flat, And Unprofitable Seem To Me All The Uses Of This World!

To Weep Is To Make Less The Depth Of Grief.