Spring's First Conviction Is A Wealth Beyond

March Is The Month Of Expectation, The Things We Do Not Know, The Persons Of Prognostication Are Coming Now. We Try To Sham Becoming Firmness, But Pompous Joy Betrays Us, As His First Betrothal Betrays A Boy.

The Past Is Such A Curious Creature To Look Her In The Face A Transport May Receipt Us Or A Disgrace-.

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane

The Spreading Wide My Narrow Hands / To Gather Paradise-.

Which Anguish Was The Utterest--then-- To Perish, Or To Live?