Not for the flag Of any land because myself was born there Will I give up my life. But I will love that land where man is free, And that will I defend.

Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

I am not afraid of lawyers as I used to be. They are lambs in wolves' clothing.

it may be said of me by Harper & Brothers, that although I reject their proposals, I welcome their advances.

I had a little sorrow, Born of a little sin.

I would I were alive again To kiss the fingers of the rain, To drink into my eyes the shine Of every slanting silver line, To catch the freshened, fragrant breeze From drenched and dripping apple-trees. For soon the shower will be done, And then the broad face of the sun Will laugh above the rain-soaked earth Until the world with answering mirth Shakes joyously, and each round drop Rolls twinkling, from its grass-blade top.

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.