This Is The Age Of Oddities Let

I Am Ashes Where Once I Was Fire.

Grief Should Be The Instructor Of The Wise; Sorrow Is Knowledge.

Egeria! Sweet Creation Of Some Heart Which Found No Mortal Resting-place So Fair As Thine Ideal Breast.

A Man Must Serve His Time To Every Trade, Save Censure-critics All Are Ready Made. Take Hackney'd Jokes From Miller, Got By Rote With Just Enough Learning To Misquote.

There Are Some Feelings Time Cannot Benumb, Nor Torture Shake.