Enjoy The Spring Of Love And Youth,

Some Poems Are Like The Centaurs--a Mingling Of Man And Beast, And Begotten Of Ixion On A Cloud.

Your Education Begins Where What Is Called Your Education Is Over. Your Fate Is But The Common Lot Of All.

All Things Are Symbols: The External Shows Of Nature Have Their Image In The Mind , As Flowers And Fruits And Falling Of The Leaves.

It Is Curious To Note The Old Sea-margins Of Human Thought! Each Subsiding Century Reveals Some New Mystery; We Build Where Monsters Used To Hide Themselves.

Winter Giveth The Fields, And The Trees So Old, Their Beards Of Icicles And Snow.