I Want A Brighter Word Than Bright

Blessed Is The Healthy Nature; It Is The Coherent, Sweetly Co-operative, Not Incoherent, Self-distracting, Self-destructive One!

Through Buried Paths, Where Sleepy Twilight Dreams The Summer Time Away.

Tall Oaks Branch Charmed By The Earnest Stars Dream And So Dream All Night Without A Stir.

In A Drear-nighted December, Too Happy, Happy Tree, Thy Branches Ne'er Remember Their Green Felicity.

An Extensive Knowledge Is Needful To Thinking People-it Takes Away The Heat And Fever; And Helps, By Widening Speculation, To Ease The Burden Of The Mystery.