The Nightmare Life-in-death Was She.

I Look'd To Heav'n, And Try'd To Pray; But Or Ever A Prayer Had Gusht, A Wicked Whisper Came And Made My Heart As Dry As Dust.

What Is One Man's Gain Is Another's Loss.

I Must Lay Down The Law As I Understand It, And As I Read It In Books Of Authority.

O It Is Pleasant, With A Heart At Ease, Just After Sunset, Or By Moonlight Skies, To Make The Shifting Clouds Be What You Please.

And They Three Passed Over The White Sands, Between The Rocks, Silent As The Shadows.