Every poem should remind the reader that they are going to die.
Even with the utterly lost, to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made.
Believe me, there exists no such dilemma as that in which a gentleman is placed when he is forced to reply to a blackguard.
If you are ever drowned or hung, be sure and make a note of your sensations.
Yes," I said, "for the love of God!
Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.