I Hope You Love Birds Too. It

What Will The Solemn Hemlock- What Will The Oak Tree Say?

I Died For Beauty But Was Scarce Adjusted In The Tomb, When One Who Died For Truth Was Lain In An Adjoining Room. He Questioned Softly Why I Failed? "for Beauty," I Replied. "and I For Truth, The Two Are One; We Brethren Are," He Said. And So, As Kinsmen Met A Night, We Talked Between The Rooms, Until The Moss Had Reached Our Lips, And Covered Up Our Names.

Just A Turn Of The Doorknob, And There Lies Freedom.

A Letter Is A Joy Of Earth - It Is Denied The Gods

The Mountain At A Given Distance In Amber Lies; Approached, The Amber Flits A Little,-- And That's The Skies!