Heaven To Me's A Fair Blue Stretch

Life, A Beauty Chased By Tragic Laughter.

Love Is A Flame To Set The Will On Fire

I Have Seen The Lady April Bringing The Daffodils, Bringing The Springing Grass And The Soft Warm April Rain.

On The Long Dusty Ribbon Of The Long City Street, The Pageant Of Life Is Passing Me On Multitudinous Feet, With A Word Here Of The Hills, And A Song There Of The Sea And-the Great Movement Changes-the Pageant Passes Me.

Men In A Ship Are Always Looking Up, And Men Ashore Are Usually Looking Down.