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 of Green -

Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,

21 We lose—because we win— Gamblers—recollecting which Toss their dice again!

140 An altered look about the hills— A Tyrian light the village fills— A wider sunrise in the morn— A deeper twilight on the lawn—

972 Unfulfilled to Observation— Incomplete—to Eye— But to Faith—a Revolution In Locality—

496 As far from pity, as complaint— As cool to speech—as stone— As numb to Revelation As if my Trade were Bone—

849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate

57 To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I,

969 He who in Himself believes— Fraud cannot presume— Faith is Constancy’s Result— And assumes—from Home—

748 Autumn—overlooked my Knitting— Dyes—said He—have I— Could disparage a Flamingo— Show Me them—said I—

422 More Life—went out—when He went Than Ordinary Breath— Lit with a finer Phosphor— Requiring in the Quench—