The Truth Must Dazzle Gradually Or Every

The Spider As An Artist Has Never Been Employed- Though His Surpassing Merit Is Freely Certified.

Proud Of My Broken Heart Since Thou Didst Break It, Proud Of The Pain I Did Not Feel Till Thee, Proud Of My Night Since Thou With Moons Dost Slake It, Not To Partake Thy Passion, My Humility.

Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn Indicative That Suns Go Down; The Notice To The Startled Grass That Darkness Is About To Pass.

Action Is Redemption.

Mirth Is The Mail Of Anguish --