I Am Sailing With Thee Through The

A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy Forever.

The Imagination May Be Compared To Adam's Dream-he Awoke And Found It Truth.

...i Leaped Headlong Into The Sea, And Thereby Have Become More Acquainted With The Soundings, The Quicksands, And The Rocks, Than If I Had Stayed Upon The Green Shore, And Piped A Silly Pipe, And Took Tea And Comfortable Advice.

--then On The Shore Of The Wide World I Stand Alone, And Think Till Love And Fame To Nothingness Do Sink.

The Thought, The Deadly Thought Of Solitude.