You Moon, Have You Done Something Wrong

How Gently Rock Yon Poplars High Against The Reach Of Primrose Sky With Heaven's Pale Candles Stored.

O Fateful Flower Beside The Rill- The Daffodil, The Daffodil!

Man Is The Miracle In Nature. God Is The One Miracle To Man.

I Don't Want To Die. But I Want To Be Dead.

I Have Lived To Thank God That All My Prayers Have Not Been Answered.