I Do Not Murmur, Even

Man,--the Aristocrat Amongst The Animals.

Out Of My Own Great Woe I Make My Little Songs.

God Will Forgive Me. It's His Job.

The Violets Prattle And Titter, And Gaze On The Stars High Above.

Like A Great Poet, Nature Produces The Greatest Results With The Simplest Means. These Are Simply A Sun, Trees, Flowers, Water And Love.