The Beggarly Last Doit.

Some Write A Narrative Of Wars And Feats, Of Heroes Little Known, And Call The Rant A History.

Remorse, The Fatal Egg That Pleasure Laid.

This Cabin, Mary, In My Sight Appears, Built As It Has Been In Our Waning Years, A Rest Afforded To Our Weary Feet, Preliminary To - The Last Retreat.

A Life Of Ease Is A Difficult Pursuit.

The Nurse Sleeps Sweetly, Hired To Watch The Sick, / Whom, Snoring, She Disturbs.