Hold Dear To Your Parents For It

We Meet No Stranger, But Ourself.

One Step At A Time Is All It Takes To Get You There.

If I Feel Physically As If The Top Of My Head Were Taken Off, I Know That Is Poetry.

A Little Madness In The Spring Is Wholesome Even For The King.

I Can Wade Grief -- Whole Pools Of It -- I'm Used To That -- But The Least Push Of Joy Breaks Up My Feet -- And I Tip -- Drunken -- Let No Pebble -- Smile -- 'twas The New Liquor -- That Was All!