Here lies one whose name was writ on water.

“When I have fears that I may ceace to be, Before my pen has gleaned my teaming …”

“Thou art a dreaming thing,A fever of thyself.”

“one of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of …”

“If I am destined to be happy with you here—how short is the longest Life—I wish…”