A Gentleman With A Pug

Who Cares How Time Advances? I Am Drinking Ale Today.

I Felt That I Breathed An Atmosphere Of Sorrow.

Yet, Mad Am I Not — And Very Surely Do I Not Dream.

The Past Is A Pebble In My Shoe.

The Generous Critic Fann'd The Poet's Fire, And Taught The World With Reason To Admire.