All Actual Heroes Are Essential

Neither Love Me For Thine Own Dear Pity's Wiping My Cheeks Dry, A Creature Might Forget To Weep, Who Bore Thy Comfort Long, And Lose Thy Love, Thereby! But Love Me For Love's Sake, That Evermore Thou Mayst Love On, Through Love's Eternity.

Experience, Like A Pale Musician, Holds A Dulcimer Of Patience In His Hand.

What I Do And What I Dream Include Thee, As The Wine Must Taste Of Its Own Grapes.

Oh, A Day In The City-square, There Is No Such Pleasure In Life!

Yes, I Answered You Last Night; No, This Morning, Sir, I Say: Colors Seen By Candle-light Will Not Look The Same By Day.