I Shall Soon Be Laid In The

There Is A Budding Tomorrow In Midnight.

His Old Right Hand Lay Nerveless, Listless, Dead, Unsceptred; And His Realmless Eyes Were Closed.

Its Better To Lose Your Ego To The One You Love Than To Lose The One You Love To Your Ego

I Am Certain I Have Not A Right Feeling Towards Women -- At This Moment I Am Striving To Be Just To Them, But I Cannot. Is It Because They Fall So Far Beneath My Boyish Imagination? When I Was A Schoolboy I Thought A Fair Woman A Pure Goddess; My Mind Was A Soft Nest In Which Some One Of Them Slept, Though She Knew It Not.

Now A Soft Kiss - Aye, By That Kiss, I Vow An Endless Bliss.