The Rose Is A Rose, And Was

I Only Hope That When I Am Free, As They Are Free To Go In Quest, Of The Knowledge Beyond The Bounds Of Life, It May Not Seem Better To Me To Rest.

When I See Birches Bend To Left And Right... I Like To Think Some Boy's Been Swinging Them.

The Only Way Out Is Through.

Far In The Pillared Dark Thrush Music Went- Almost Like A Call To Come In To The Dark And Lament. But No, I Was Out For Stars: I Would Not Come In. I Meant Not Even If Asked, And I Hadn't Been.

All The Fun Is In How You Say A Thing.