Little Lamb, Who Made Thee? Dost Thou

Pride Is A Personal Commitment. It Is An Attitude Which Separates Excellence From Mediocrity.

O Why Was I Born With A Different Face? Why Was I Not Born Like The Rest Of My Race?

Then My Verse I Dishonor, My Pictures Despise, My Person Degrade And My Temper Chastise; And The Pen Is My Terror, The Pencil My Shame; And My Talents I Bury, And Dead Is My Fame.

Can I See A Falling Tear, And Not Feel My Sorrow's Share?

There Is A Smile Of Love, And There Is A Smile Of Deceit, And There Is A Smile Of Smiles In Which These Two Smiles Meet.