The Soul Selects Her Own

Noon - Is The Hinge Of Day-.

The Sweets Of Pillage Can Be Known To No One But The Thief, Compassion For Integrity Is His Divinest Grief.

Drunkards Of Summer Are Quite As Frequent As Drunkards Of Wine.

Eden Is That Old-fashioned House We Dwell In Every Day Without Suspecting Our Abode Until We Drive Away.

Initial Of Creation, And The Exponent Of Earth