Treachery And Violence Are Spears Pointed At

The Entire World Is A Collection Of Memoranda That She Did Exist, And That I Have Lost Her.

I Have Lost The Faculty Of Enjoying Their Destruction, And I Am Too Idle To Destroy For Nothing.

Your Presence Is A Moral Poison That Would Contaminate The Most Virtuous

Hush, My Darling! Hush, Hush, Catherine! I'll Stay. If He Shot Me So, I'd Expire With A Blessing On My Lips.

Sweet Love Of Youth, Forgive, If I Forget Thee, While The World's Tide Is Bearing Me Along; Sterner Desires And Darker Hopes Beset Me, Hopes Which Obscure, But Cannot Do Thee Wrong.