How Shall We Praise The

I Really Don't Know Enough About The Structure Of Fiction.

Life Is The Thing--the Song Of Life-- The Eager Plow, The Thirsty Knife!

I'm Afraid I Wasn't Much Of A Student, But My Casual Reading Was Enormous.

O Sweet Clean Earth, From Whom The Green Blade Cometh! When We Are Dead, My Best Beloved And I, Close Well Above Us, That We May Rest Forever, Sending Up Grass And Blossoms To The Sky.

I Love You, What Star Do You Live On?