Spring's first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.

Noon - is the Hinge of Day-.

AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground.

Life is so rotatory that the wilderness falls to each, sometime.

Earth is a merry damsel, and heaven a knight so true

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-- Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth's superb surprise As Lightning to the Children eased With explanation kind The Truth must dazzle gradually Or every man be blind--

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.