Each day used to be individually felt by me in its reference to the…

For God's sake (I never was more serious), don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

I have something more to do than to feel.

Severe and saintly righteousness Composed the clear white bridal dress; Jesus, the Son of Heaven's high King Bought with his blood the marriage ring

I have had playmates, I have had companions, In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days— All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

Cultivate simplicity or rather should I say banish elaborateness, for simplicity springs spontaneous from the heart.

Please to blot out gentle hearted, and substitute drunken dog, ragged head, seld-shaven, odd-ey'd, stuttering, or any other epithet which truly and properly belongs to the Gentleman in question.