Your innocence is on at such a rakish angle it gives you quite an air of iniquity.

Yet knowing how way leads on to way$$$<br>I doubted if I should ever come back.

Lovers$$$ forget your love$$$<br>And list the love of these$$$<br>She a window flower$$$<br>And he a winter breeze.

But the flower leaned aside<br>And thought of naught to say$$$<br>And morning found the winter breeze<br>A hundred miles away.

Modern poets talk against business$$$ poor things$$$ but all of us write for money. Beginners are subjected to trial by market.

So when at times the mob is swayed<br>To carry praise or blame too far$$$<br>We may choose something like a star<br>To stay our minds on and be staid.

The chief reason for going to school is to get the impression fixed for life that there is a book side for everything.

There never was any heart truly great and generous$$$ that was not also tender and compassionate.

I only hope that when I am free$$$<br>As they are free to go in quest$$$<br>of the knowledge beyond the bounds of life$$$<br>it may not seem better to me to rest.

What are we?<br>Young or new?<br>We must be something.