They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,

Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—

850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I

135 Water, is taught by thirst. Land—by the Oceans passed. Transport—by throe— Peace—by its battles told—

233 The Lamp burns sure—within— Tho’ Serfs—supply the Oil— It matters not the busy Wick— At her phosphoric toil!

126 To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Woe—

Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather

A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.