Anger As Soon As Fed Is Dead-

Twin Loaves Of Bread Have Just Been Born Into The World Under My Auspices. Fine Children, The Image Of Their Mother. And Here, My Dear Friend, Is The Glory.

A Little Madness In The Spring Is Wholesome Even For The King, But God Be With The Clown, Who Ponders This Tremendous Scene-- This Whole Experiment In Green, As If It Were His Own!

And You Dropt, Lost, When Something Broke-- And Let You From A Dream

Spring's First Conviction Is A Wealth Beyond Its Whole Experience.

For Love Is Immortality.