People Need Hard Times And Oppression To

I Have A Bird In Spring Which For Myself Doth Sing - The Spring Decoys. And As The Summer Nears - And As The Rose Appears, Robin Is Gone. Yet Do I Not Repine Knowing That Bird Of Mine Though Flown - Learneth Beyond The Sea Melody New For Me And Will Return.

The Hearts That Never Lean Must Fall.

Sunrise: Day's Great Progenitor.

A Courteous, Yet Harrowing Grace, As Guest, That Would Be Gone

Nature Is What We See - The Hill, The Afternoon, Squirrel, Eclipse, The Bumblebee. Nay, Nature Is Heaven. Nature Is What We Hear...