Where Are The Songs Of

What Occasions The Greater Part Of The World's Quarrels? Simply This: Two Minds Meet And Do Not Understand Each Other In Time Enough To Prevent Any Shock Of Surprise At The Conduct Of Either Party.

So Let Me Be Thy Choir, And Make A Moan Upon The Midnight Hours.

I Will Imagine You Venus Tonight And Pray, Pray, Pray To Your Star Like A Heathen.

And Shade The Violets, That They May Bind The Moss In Leafy Nets.

I Am Certain Of Nothing But The Holiness Of The Heart's Affections, And The Truth Of Imagination.