I walk and think of various things..., by Daniel Weissbort I walk and think of various things, /
For myself weave a funeral wreath, /
And in this hideous world I am /
A stylishly solitary man.
But sudde...
I walk, and think of sundry matters..., by Rupert Moreton I walk, and think of sundry matters, /
And for my coffin plait a ring, /
For in an ugly world that batters /
To be alone’s a noble thing.
But t...