Bees are Black, with Gilt Surcingles--
Buccaneers of Buzz.
Ride abroad in ostentation
And subsist on Fuzz.
Fuzz ordained--not Fuzz contindent--
Marrows of the Hill.
Jugs--a Universe's fracture
Could not jar or spill.
- Hilaire Belloc I, from a window where the Meuse is wide, Looked eastward out to the September night; The men that in the hopeless battle died…
- Robert Frost Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides…
- William Shakespeare So are you to my thoughts as food to life, Or as sweet-season'd showers are to the ground; And for the peace of you I…