And The Guelder Rose In A Great

How Short Our Happy Days Appear! How Long The Sorrowful!

For Hearts Where Wakened Love Doth Lurk, How Fine, How Blest A Thing Is Work! For Work Does Good When Reasons Fail.

And The Guelder Rose In A Great Stillness Dropped, And Ever Dropped, Her Wealth About Her Feet.

I Don't Want To Die. But I Want To Be Dead.

O Fateful Flower Beside The Rill- The Daffodil, The Daffodil!