The Love Of Indolence Is Universal, Or

We Have To Administer The Law Whether We Like It Or No.

A Savage Place! As Holy And Enchanted/as E'er Beneath The Waning Moon Was Haunted/by Woman Wailing For Her Demon Lover!

Intense Study Of The Bible Will Keep Any Writer From Being Vulgar, In Point Of Style.

So Lonely 'twas That God Himself Scarce Seemed There To Be.

That Passage Is What I Call The Sublime Dashed To Pieces By Cutting Too Close With The Fiery Four-in-hand Round The Corner Of Nonsense.