Rejoice That Man Is Hurled,

The Past Is Gained, Secure, And On Record.

The Aim, If Reached Or Not, Makes Great The Life: Try To Be Shakespeare, Leave The Rest To Fate!

Again The Cousin's Whistle! Go, My Love.

I Write From A Thorough Conviction That It Is The Duty Of Me, And With The Belief That, After Every Drawback And Shortcoming, I Do My Best, All Things Considered--that Is For Me, And, So Being, The Not Being Listened To By One Human Creature Would, I Hope, In Nowise Affect Me.

No Thought Which Ever Stirred A Human Breast Should Be Untold.