I Would Die At The

My Wit Is Sharper Then The Finest Mustache, And When I Walk Among Men I Make Truths Ring Like Spurs.

A Kiss, When All Is Said, What Is It? A Rosy Dot Placed On The 'i' In Loving; Tis A Secret Told To The Mouth Instead Of To The Ear.

You Must Believe Me When I Believe, And Not When I Doubt.

After All, What Is A Kiss? A Vow Made At Closer Range, A More Precise Promise, A Confession That Contains Its Own Proof, A Seal Placed On A Pact That Has Already Been Signed; It's A Secret Told To The Mouth Rather Than To The Ear.

No, In Fairy Tales When To The Ill-starred Prince The Lady Says 'i Love You!' All His Ugliness Fades Fast But I Remain The Same, Up To The Last!