After Great Pain, A Formal

A Light Exists In Spring Not Present In The Year At Any Other Period When March Is Scarcely Here.

To Travel Far, There Is No Better Ship Than A Book.

This Is My Letter To The World, That Never Wrote To Me, The Simple News That Nature Told, With Tender Majesty. Her Message Is Committed, To Hands I Cannot See; For Love Of Her, Sweet Countrymen, Judge Tenderly Of Me.

The Steeples Swam In Amethyst, The News Like Squirrels Swam.

I Fear A Man Of Frugal Speech - I Fear A Silent Man - Haranguer - I Can Overtake - Or Babbler - Entertain - But He Who Weigheth - While The Rest - Expend Their Furthest Pound - Of This Man - I Am Wary - I Fear That He Is Grand -