You Know That I Could As Soon

Last Night, I Was On The Threshold Of Hell. To-day, I Am Within Sight Of My Heaven. I Have My Eyes On It: Hardly Three Feet To Sever Me!

You Must Forgive Me, For I Struggled Only For You.

May You Not Rest, As Long As I Am Living. You Said I Killed You - Haunt Me, Then.

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

I Got The Sexton, Who Was Digging Linton's Grave, To Remove The Earth Off Her Coffin Lid, And I Opened It. I Thought, Once, I Would Have Stayed There, When I Saw Her Face Again - It Is Hers Yet - He Had Hard Work To Stir Me; But He Said It Would Change, If The Air Blew On It.