To Live Is So Startling It Leaves

Fame Is A Bee It Has A Song - It Has A Sting - Ah, Too, It Has A Wing.

Unable Are The Loved To Die, For Love Is Immortality.

To Shut Your Eyes Is To Travel.

To Fight Aloud Is Very Brave, But Gallanter, I Know, Who Charge Within The Bosom, The Cavalry Of Woe.

My River Runs To Thee: Blue Sea, Wilt Welcome Me? My River Waits Reply. Oh Sea, Look Graciously! I ’ll Fetch Thee Brooks From Spotted Nooks,— Say, Sea, Take Me!