Now I Shall Go To Sleep. Goodnight.

Sleep Hath Its Own World, And The Wide Realm Of Wild Reality.

He Learned The Arts Of Riding, Fencing, Gunnery, And How To Scale A Fortress - Or A Nunnery.

Father Of Light! Great God Of Heaven! Hear'st Thou The Accents Of Despair? Can Guilt Like Man's Be E'er Forgiven? Can Vice Atone For Crimes By Prayer.

The French Courage Proceeds From Vanity

And Hold Up To The Sun My Little Taper.