The Sailor Cannot See The North /

A Little Madness In The Spring Is Wholesome Even For The King, But God Be With The Clown, Who Ponders This Tremendous Scene-- This Whole Experiment In Green, As If It Were His Own!

Dare You See A Soul At The White Heat?

I Miss The Grasshoppers Much, But Suppose It Is All For The Best. I Should Become Too Much Attached To A Trotting World.

The Truth Dazzles Gradually, Or Else The World Would Be Blind.

I Am Out With Lanterns, Looking For Myself.