No Labor-Saving Machine, Nor Discovery Have I Made; Nor Will I Be Able To Leave Behind Me Any Wealthy Bequest To Found A Hospital Or Library, Nor Reminiscence Of Any Deed Of Courage, For America, Nor Literary Success, Nor Intellect--Nor Book For The Book-Shelf; Only A Few Carols, Vibrating Through The Air, I Leave, For Comrades And Lovers.