I Have Lived, And Seen

When The Liquor's Out, Why Clink The Cannikin?

When I Love Most, Love Is Disguised. In Hate; And When Hate Is Surprised, In Love, Then I Hate Most.

Oh, The Little More, And How Much It Is! And The Little Less, And What Worlds Away.

Dear, Dead Women, With Such Hair, Too--what's Become Of All The Gold Used To Hang And Brush Their Bosoms?

Aspire, Break Bounds. Endeavor To Be Good, And Better Still, Best.