The Hearts Of The Great

I Can't Even Say The Word 'titmouse' Without Giggling Like A Schoolgirl.

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

His Descent Was Like Nightfall.

Yet While My Hector Still Survives, I See My Father, Mother, Brethren, All In Thee.

To Have A Great Man For An Intimate Friend Seems Pleasant To Those Who Have Never Tried It; Those Who Have, Fear It.