There Is A Pain So Utter, It

A Soft Sea Washed Around The House A Sea Of Summer Air And Rose And Fell The Magic Planks That Sailed Without A Care — For Captain Was The Butterfly For Helmsman Was The Bee And An Entire Universe For The Delighted Crew.

Life Is So Rotatory That The Wilderness Falls To Each, Sometime.

Prosperity Whose Sources Are Interior. As Soon Adversity A Diamond Overtake.

I Stepped From Plank To Plank A Slow And Cautious Way

I Must Go In, The Fog Is Rising.