Youth Condemns; Maturity Condones

Rapture's Self Is Three Parts Sorrow.

How Loud Clocks Can Tick When A Room Is Empty, And One Is Alone!

Guarded Within The Old Red Wall's Embrace, Marshalled Like Soldiers In Gay Company, The Tulips Stand Arrayed. Here Infantry Wheels Out Into The Sunlight.

May Is Much Sunshine Through Small Leaves.

Even Pain Pricks To Livelier Living.