I Cannot Sit And Think;

Oft In The Stilly Night, Ere Slumber's Chain Has Bound Me, Fond Memory Brings The Light Of Other Days Around Me; The Smiles, The Tears, Of Boyhood's Years, The Words Of Love Then Spoken; The Eyes That Shone Now Dimmed And Gone, The Cheerful Hearts Now Broken.

There Is A Pleasure In Affecting Affectation.

I Love To Lose Myself In Other Men's Minds.... Books Think For Me.

English Physicians Kill You, The French Let You Die.

The World Meets Nobody Half Way.