I Cut My Own Hair. I Got

So When At Times The Mob Is Swayed To Carry Praise Or Blame Too Far, We May Choose Something Like A Star To Stay Our Minds On And Be Staid.

Love Has Earth To Which She Clings.

There Never Was Any Heart Truly Great And Generous, That Was Not Also Tender And Compassionate.

I Have Miles To Go Before I Sleep.

He Is All Pine And I Am Apple Orchard. My Apple Trees Will Never Get Across And Eat The Cones Under His Pines, I Tell Him. He Only Says, "good Fences Make Good Neighbors.