Anger As Soon As Fed

Heart, We Will Forget Him, You And I, Tonight! You Must Forget The Warmth He Gave, I Will Forget The Light.

Within Thy Grave! Oh No, But On Some Other Flight - Thou Only Camest To Mankind To Rend It With Good Night

There Is Always One Thing To Be Grateful For - That One Is One's Self And Not Somebody Else.

When I State Myself, As The Representative Of The Verse, It Does Not Mean Me, But A Supposed Person.

Will You Tell Me My Fault, Frankly As To Yourself, For I Had Rather Wince, Than Die. Men Do Not Call The Surgeon To Commend The Bone, But To Set It, Sir.