Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears.

Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.

There isn't a train I wouldn't take, no matter where it's going.

Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.

Cruel of heart, lay down my song. Your reading eyes have done me wrong. Not for you was the pen bitten, And the mind wrung, and the song written.

Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand. Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!