How Bravely Autumn Paints Upon The Sky

Boughs Are Daily Rifled By The Gusty Thieves, And The Book Of Nature Getteth Short Of Leaves.

The Cowslip Is A Country Wench.

How Widely Its Agencies Vary,- To Save, To Ruin, To Curse, To Bless,- As Even Its Minted Coins Express, Now Stamp'd With The Image Of Good Queen Bess, And Now Of A Bloody Mary.

When Was Ever Honey Made With One Bee In A Hive?

What Is Mind? No Matter. What Is Matter? Never Mind. What Is The Soul? It Is Immaterial.