And Gain Is Gain, However

The Great Mind Knows The Power Of Gentleness.

Brightest Truth, Purest Trust In The Universe, All Were For Me, In The Kiss Of One Girl.

Tis Looking Downward Makes One Dizzy.

How He Lies In His Rights Of A Man! Death Has Done All Death Can. And Absorbed In The New Life He Leads, He Recks Not, He Heeds Nor His Wrong Nor My Vengeance; Both Strike On His Senses Alike, And Are Lost In The Solemn And Strange Surprise Of The Change.

Every One Soon Or Late Comes Round By Rome.