Spring's first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience.
These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.
You are nipping in the bud fancies which I let blossom. The shore is safer, but I love to buffet the sea - I can count the bitter wrecks here in these pleasant waters, and hear the murmuring winds, but oh, I love the danger!
I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
You don't have to be a house to be haunted.
Time is short and full, like an outgrown Frock - .