A Tender Sadness Drops Upon

Every Man's Road In Life Is Marked By The Grave Of His Personal Likings.

The Dead Keep Their Secrets, And In A While We Shall Be As Wise As They - And As Taciturn.

Winter Does Not Work Only On A Broad Scale; He Is Careful In Trifles.

Every Day Travels Toward Death; The Last Only Arrives At It.

Men Praise Poverty, As The African Worships Mumbo Jumbo--from Terror Of The Malign Power, And A Desire To Propitiate At.