MANY AN HOUR WOULD I GLADLY SPEND GAZING, AND THUS CONTENT TO GAZE, ON ONE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN MAN DESERVES TO BE. LOOK AT HIS FACE--A FACE TO HAUNT A DREAM-- ETHEREAL, A VISION OR A SHADE AND NOT A CREATURE BOUND BY MORTAL WAYS. NOR YET AN ANGEL, THOUGH HE THUS APPEAR-- UNLESS HE BE LATE FALLEN FROM THE STARS, HAVING REBELLED AGAINST THE SPHERE OF HEAVEN, COME SEEKING OUT THE UNDERWORLD OF EARTH-- AMID THE DECADENCE OF CIGARETTES AND JA- DED LAUGHTER.