Our Bog is dood, our Bog is dood, They lisped in accents mild, But when I asked them to explain They grew a little wild. How do you know your Bog is dood

My heart goes out to my Creator i… Who gave me Death, as end and rem… All living creatures come to quiet… For him to eat up their activity And give them nothing, which is wh…

Never again will I weep And wring my hands And beat my head against the wall Because Me nolentem fata trahunt

Christ died for God and me Upon the crucifixion tree For God a spoken Word For me a Sword For God a hymn of praise

Was he married, did he try To support as he grew less fond of… Wife and family? No, He never suffered such a blow.

The lions who ate the Christians… By indulging native appetites play… Not entirely negligible part In consolidating at the very start The position of the Early Christi…

Nobody heard him, the dead man, But still he lay moaning: I was much further out than you th… And not waving but drowning. Poor chap, he always loved larking

In my dreams I am always saying g… Whither and why I know not nor do… And the parting is sweet and the p… And sweetest of all is the night a… In my dreams they are always wavin…

I like to get off with people, I like to lie in their arms I like to be held and lightly kiss… Safe from all alarms. I like to laugh and be happy

Alone in the woods I felt The bitter hostility of the sky an… Nature has taught her creatures to… Man that fusses and fumes Unquiet man

Happiness is silent, or speaks equ… Grief is explicit and her song nev… Happiness is like England, and wi… Grief, like Guilt, rushes in and…

My life is vile I hate it so I’ll wait awhile And then I’ll go. Why wait at all?

I do not ask for mercy for underst… And in these heavy days I do not… I do not ask that suffering shall… I do not pray to God to let me di… To give an ear attentive to my cry

I longed for companionship rather, But my companions I always wished… And now in the desolate night I think only of the people i shoul…

My heart was full of softening sho… I used to swing like this for hour… I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.