Earth And High Heaven Are Fixed Of

They Put Arsenic In His Meat And Stared Aghast To Watch Him Eat; They Poured Strychnine In His Cup And Shook To See Him Drink It Up.

Even When Poetry Has A Meaning, As It Usually Has, It May Be Inadvisable To Draw It Out. Perfect Understanding Will Sometimes Almost Extinguish Pleasure.

Existence Is Not Itself A Good Thing, That We Should Spend A Lifetime Securing Its Necessaries: A Life Spent, However Victoriously, In Securing The Necessaries Of Life Is No More Than An Elaborate Furnishing And Decoration Of Apartments For The Reception Of A Guest Who Is Never To Come. Our Business Here Is Not To Live, But To Live Happily.

And How Am I To Face The Odds Of Man's Bedevilment And God's? I, A Stranger And Afraid In A World I Never Made.

Give Me A Land Of Boughs In Leaf A Land Of Trees That Stand; Where Trees Are Fallen There Is Grief; I Love No Leafless Land.