The Steeples Swam In Amethyst,

The Brain Is Just The Weight Of God-- For--heft Them--pound For Pound-- And They Will Differ--if They Do-- As Syllable From Sound

Beauty Is Just A Light Switch Away...'click!' Beauty Is Not Caused. It Is.

A Precious, Mouldering Pleasure 't Is, To Meet An Antique Book, In Just The Dress His Century Wore; A Privilege I Think.

A Murmur In The Trees - To Note - Not Loud Enough - For Wind - A Star - Not Far Enough To Seek - Nor Near Enough - To Find

To Make A Prairie It Takes A Clover And One Bee, -