Gone, glimmering through the dream of things that were.

Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one meal a day; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction, But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey; Although his anatomical construction Bears vegetables, in a grumbling way, Your laboring people think beyond all question, Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion.

This is to be mortal, And seek the things beyond mortality.

Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Letter writing is the only device combining solitude with good company.

Sleep hath its own world, and the wide realm of wild reality.