She will never win him, whose words had shown she feared to lose.
[Requesting her epitaph to read this way:] Excuse my dust.
She was pleased to have him come and never sorry to see him go.
Don't feel bad when I die; I've been dead for a long time.
When your bank account is so overdrawn that it is positively photographic, steps must be taken.
I'm of the glamorous ladies At whose beckoning history shook. But you are a man, and see only my pan, So I stay at home with a book.