It May Well Be Doubted Whether Human

Thou Wouldst Be Loved? - Then Let Thy Heart From Its Present Pathway Part Not! Being Everything Which Now Thou Art, Be Nothing Which Thou Art Not. So With The World Thy Gentle Ways, Thy Grace, Thy More Than Beauty, Shall Be An Endless Theme Of Praise, And Love - A Simple Duty.

But Psyche Uplifting Her Finger Said: Sadly This Star I Mistrust

This Maiden She Lived With No Other Thought Than To Love And Be Loved By Me.

You Call It Hope-that Fire Of Fire! It Is But Agony Of Desire.

The Writer Who Neglects Punctuation, Or Mispunctuates, Is Liable To Be Misunderstood For The Want Of Merely A Comma, It Often Occurs That An Axiom Appears A Paradox, Or That A Sarcasm Is Converted Into A Sermonoid.