The king-times are fast finishing. There will be blood shed like water >>
But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew, upon >>
What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where >>
Old age cannot be cured. An epoch or a civilization cannot be prevente >>
'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, and after one hour more twill >>
I have always looked upon decay as being just as wonderful and rich an >>
Thy decay's still impregnate with divinity.