Such Is The Force Of

Beauty Is Just A Light Switch Away...'click!' Beauty Is Not Caused. It Is.

A Light Exists In Spring Not Present In The Year At Any Other Period When March Is Scarcely Here.

The Vastest Earthly Day Is Shrunken Small By One Defaulting Face Behind A Pall.

If Fame Belonged To Me, I Could Not Escape Her; If She Did Not, The Longest Day Would Pass Me On The Chase, And The Approbation Of My Dog Would Forsake Me.

I Could Not Prove The Years Had Feet-/yet Confident They Run.