'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells

For ever shrink thou love and she be reasonable

Mother of Exiles From her beaconhand

With a coronary heart for any destiny

Without conquering

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame

i am a lady

All breathing human passion far above

No clouds abide our scape of choice to pleasure

By possibility or nature's changing course untrimm'd

And twinkle on the milky way

The bend of my hair

Welling and swelling I bear in the tide

But still like air I'll rise

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood

both guys work or his own gifts who first-rate

All went away murmuring without more looking back

Lovely is the 'much obliged'