Wanting To Work Is So Rare A

Towering Genius Disdains A Beaten Path. It Seeks Regions Hitherto Unexplored.

The Very Spot Where Grew The Bread That Formed My Bones, I See. How Strange, Old Field, On Thee To Tread, And Feel I'm Part Of Thee.

Nothing New Here, Except My Marrying, Which To Me Is A Matter Of Profound Wonder.

In Times Like The Present, Men Should Utter Nothing For Which They Would Not Willingly Be Responsible Through Time And Eternity.

Whatever Spiteful Fools May Say, Each Jealous Ranting Yelper, No Woman Ever Went Astray, Without A Man To Help Her