I Started Early, Took My

A Sick Room Is At Times Too Sacred A Place For A Friend's Knock, Timid As That Is.

I Took One Draught Of Life - I'll Tell You What I Paid - Precisely An Existence - The Market Price, They Said.

How Lucious Lies The Pea Within The Pod.

Hope . . . Never Stops At All.

The Bustle In A House The Morning After Death Is Solemnest Of Industries Enacted Upon Earth,-- The Sweeping Up The Heart, And Putting Love Away We Shall Not Want To Use Again Until Eternity