Guilt Is A Timorous Thing Ere Perpetration;

Oh Worse Than Everything, Is Kindness Counterfeiting Absent Love.

Milton Had A Highly Imaginative, Cowley A Very Fanciful Mind.

And Here Were Forests Ancient As The Hills, Enfolding Sunny Spots Of Greenery.

I Must Reject Fluids And Ethers Of All Kinds, Magnetical, Electrical, And Universal, To Whatever Quintessential Thinness They May Be Treble Distilled, And As It Were Super-substantiated.

There Is One Art Of Which People Should Be Masters - The Art Of Reflection.