On With The Dance! Let

My Altars Are The Mountains And The Ocean.

My Heart In Passion, And My Head On Rhymes.

Be Thou The Rainbow In The Storms Of Life. The Evening Beam That Smiles The Clouds Away, And Tints Tomorrow With Prophetic Ray.

Why Do They Call Me Misanthrope? Because They Hate Me, Not I Them.

The Reason That Adulation Is Not Displeasing Is That, Though Untrue, It Shows One To Be Of Consequence Enough, In One Way Or Other, To Induce People To Lie.