Till I Loved I Never Lived.

Anger As Soon As Fed Is Dead- 'tis Starving Makes It Fat.

To Die Before One Fears To Die May Be A Boon.

Safe Despair It Is That Raves- Agony Is Frugal. Puts Itself Severe Away For Its Own Perusal.

We Outgrow Love Like Other Things And Put It In A Drawer, Till It An Antique Fashion Shows Like Costumes Grandsires Wore.

Truth Is So Rare That It Is Delightful To Tell It.