Other Bards I envy not — Room there is for all, God wot — All I ask is room for me On the top branch of the tree. - Victor Daley

Could the Resurrection be
I had wished it but for Thee
For though all things rose changed and new
Thou wouldst rise unchanged and true
And cash at once my I.O.U.

O reader, deem me not a sham,
For I in purple earnest am!

Here I can sit at ease on days of rain,
And read my Rabelais and my Montaigne,
Self-centred as a solitary star
That has no satellites its peace to mar.
Society salutes me with salaam,
For I am single — thank the Lord I am!