Often Have I Wondered With

Continued Work And Application Form My Soul's Nourishment. So Soon As I Commenced To Rest And Relax I Should Cease To Live.

Often Have I Wondered With Much Curiosity As To Our Coming Into This World And What Will Follow Our Departure.

My Flowery And Green Age Was Passing Away, And I Feeling A Chill In The Fires Had Been Wasting My Heart, For I Was Drawing Near The Hillside Above The Grave.

Man Has Not A Greater Enemy Than Himself.

I Have Taken Pride In Others, Never In Myself.