“Years steal fire from the mind as vigor from the limb; and life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.”

“But first, on earth as vampire sent,Thy corse shall from its tomb be rent,Then ghastly haunt thy native place,And suck the blood of all thy race.There from thy daughter, sister, wife,At midnight drain the stream of life,Yet loathe the banquet which perforceMust feed thy livid living corse.Thy victims ere they yet expireShall know the demon for their sire,As cursing thee, thou cursing them,Thy flowers are withered on the stem.”

“I am ashes where once I was fire...”

“Even innocence itself has many a wile,And will not dare to trust itself with truth,And love is taught hypocrisy from youth.”

“The thorns which I have reap'd are of the treeI planted; they have torn me, and I bleed.I should have known what fruit would spring from such a seed.”

“I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch‐light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume...”

“I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.”