After The Feet Of Beauty Fly My

Her Lawn Looks Like A Meadow, And If She Mows The Place She Leaves The Clover Standing And The Queen Anne's Lace.

L Am Not Resigned To The Shutting Away Of Loving Hearts In The Hard Ground. So It Is, And So It Will Be, For So It Has Been, Time Out Of Mind: Into The Darkness They Go, The Wise And The Lovely. Crowned With Lilies And With Laurel They Go; But I Am Not Resigned.

You See, I Am A Poet, And Not Quite Right In The Head, Darling. It’s Only That.

Death Devours All Lovely Things.

Life Isn't One Thing After Another, It's The Same Thing Over And Over.