You Know, I've Had A Bitter, Hard

In Secret Pleasure — Secret Tears This Changeful Life Has Slipped Away

The Entire World Is A Collection Of Memoranda That She Did Exist, And That I Have Lost Her.

Nonsense, Do You Imagine He Has Thought As Much Of You As You Have Of Him?

I Pray Every Night That I May Live After Him; Because I Would Rather Be Miserable Than That He Should Be — That Proves I Love Him Better Than Myself.

Riches I Hold In Light Esteem, And Love I Laugh To Scorn, And Lust Of Fame Was But A Dream That Vanished With The Morn. And If I Pray, The Only Prayer That Moves My Lips For Me Is, 'leave The Heart That Now I Bear, And Give Me Liberty!' Yes, As My Swift Days Near Their Goal, 'tis All That I Implore - In Life And Death, A Chainless Soul, With Courage To Endure.