Love Me Sweet With All

A Great Man Leaves Clean Work Behind Him, And Requires No Sweeper Up Of The Chips.

I, Who Thought To Sink, Was Caught Up Into Love, And Taught The Whole Of Life In A New Rhythm.

The Soul Hath Snatched Up Mine All Faint And Weak,and Placed It By Thee On A Golden Throne,-- And That I Love (o Soul, We Must Be Meek!)is By Thee Only, Whom I Love Alone.

And Is It Not The Chief Good Of Money, The Being Free From The Need Of Thinking Of It?

The Exchange Of Sympathy For Gratitude Is The Most Princely Thing!