Needs There Groan A World

Ah, But A Man's Reach Should Exceed His Grasp, Or What's A Heaven For?

But Little Do Or Can The Best Of Us: That Little Is Achieved Through Liberty.

The Devil, That Old Stager, Who Leads Downward, Perhaps, But Fiddles All The Way!

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

The Past Is Gained, Secure, And On Record.