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.

Nobody knows what I feel about Fr… I cannot make anyone understand I love him sub specie aet ernitati… I love him out of hand. I don’t love him so much in the re…

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 nearly right And yet not quite In love is wholly evil And every heart That loves in part

It was my bridal night I remember… An old man of seventy-three I lay with my young bride in my ar… A girl with t.b. It was wartime, and overhead

Coleridge received the Person fro… And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him i… He could have hid in the house. It was not right of Coleridge in…

Away, melancholy, Away with it, let it go. Are not the trees green, The earth as green? Does not the wind blow,

There is far too much of the subur… Spiritually not geographically spe… Menacing the greatness of our belo… Propagating their kind in an eight… Now I have a plan which I will en…

Mother, among the dustbins and the… I feel the measure of my humanity,… As of the presence of God, I am s… In the dustbins, in the manure, in… Is the presence of God, in a sure…

Dearest Evelyn, I often think of… Out with the guns in the jungle st… Yesterday I hittapotamus I put the measurements down for yo… It’s not a good thing to drink out…

Deeply morbid deeply morbid was th… Always out of office hours running… But when daylight and the darkness… Not for this ah not for this her o… It was that look within her eye

I remember the Roman Emperor, one… Who used to visit for pleasure his… So then they would beg him for dea… Oh no, oh no, we are not yet frien… He meant they were not yet friends…

He told his life story to Mrs. Co… Who was a widow. 'Let us get marr… He said. ‘I am no longer passiona… But we can have some conversation…

Sisely Walked so nicely With footsteps so discreet To see her pass You’d never guess

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…