What Am I Pondering, You Ask? So

With A Smile That Glow'd Celestial Rosy Red, Love's Proper Hue.

For Books Are As Meats And Viands Are; Some Of Good, Some Of Evil Sub-stance.

For Evil News Rides Post, While Good News Baits.

What Reinforcement We May Gain From Hope; If Not, What Resolution From Despair.

This Horror Will Grow Mild, This Darkness Light.