Though Earth And Man Were Gone, And

Honest People Don't Hide Their Deeds.

The Winter Wind Is Loud And Wild, Come Close To Me, My Darling Child; Forsake Thy Books, And Mate Less Play; And, While The Night Is Gathering Grey, We'll Talk Its Pensive Hours Away.

If You Ever Looked At Me Once With What I Know Is In You, I'd Be Your Slave.

I Gave Him My Heart, And He Took And Pinched It To Death; And Flung It Back To Me. People Feel With Their Hearts, Ellen, And Since He Has Destroyed Mine, I Have Not Power To Feel For Him.

The Entire World Is A Collection Of Memoranda That She Did Exist, And That I Have Lost Her.