• Masks
    black tragedy lets slip her grim disguise
    And shows you laughing lips and roguish eyes;
    But when, unmasked, gay Comedy appears,
    How wan her cheeks are, and what heavy tears!

    MEMORIES
    TWO things there are with Memory will abide,
    Whatever else befall, while life flows by:
    That soft cold hand-touch at the altar side;
    ...