Much Madness Is Divinest Sense, To A

Dogs Are Better Than Human Beings Because They Know But Do Not Tell.

The Steeples Swam In Amethyst, The News Like Squirrels Swam.

Love Is Anterior To Life, Posterior To Death, Initial Of Creation, And The Exponent Of Breath.

These Are The Days When Birds Come Back, A Very Few, A Bird Or Two, To Take A Backward Look.

Till The First Friend Dies, We Think Our Ecstasy Impersonal, But Then Discover That He Was The Cup From Which We Drank It, Itself As Yet Unknown.