The Night Comes Stealing O'er Me, And

Don't Send A Poet To London.

Life Is The Greatest Of Blessings And Death The Worst Of Evils.... All Great, Powerful Souls Love Life.

In The Marvelous Month Of May When All The Buds Were Bursting, Then In My Heart Did Love Arise. In The Marvelous Month Of May When All The Birds Were Singing, Then Did I Reveal To Her My Yearning And Longing.

Atheism Is The Last Word Of Theism

In The Image Of The Lion Made He Kittens Small And Curious.