Out, Out, Brief Candle! Life's But A

All Things Are Ready, If Our Mind Be So.

Put On The Dauntless Spirit Of Resolution.

And, Looking On It With Lack-lustre Eye, Says Very Wisely, "it Is Ten O'clock: Thus We May See," Quoth He, "how The World Wags."

When You Do Dance, I Wish You A Wave O' The Sea, That You Might Ever Do Nothing But That.

I Have Pursued Her, As Love Hath Pursued Me