I'm Not Strange, Weird, Off, Nor Crazy,

Fading, With The Night, The Memory Of A Dead Love, And The Withered Leaves Of A Blighted Hope, And The Sickly Repinings And Moody Regrets That Numb The Best Energies Of The Soul: And Rising, Broadening, Rolling Upward Like A Living Flood, The Manly Resolve, And The Dauntless Will, And The Heavenward Gaze Of Faith-the Substance Of Things Hoped For, The Evidence Of Things Not Seen!

Some Children Have The Most Disagreeable Way Of Getting Grown-up

She's In That State Of Mind That She Wants To Deny Something Only She Doesn't Know What To Deny!

"she Can't Do Sums A Bit!" The Queens Said Together, With Great Emphasis. "can You Do Sums?" Alice Said, Turning Suddenly On The White Queen, For She Didn't Like Being Found Fault With So Much. The Queen Gasped And Shut Her Eyes. "i Can Do Addition, If You Give Me Time-but I Can Do Subtraction, Under Any Circumstances!"

I Wonder If The Snow Loves The Trees And Fields, That It Kisses Them So Gently? And Then It Covers Them Up Snug, You Know, With A White Quilt; And Perhaps It Says "go To Sleep, Darlings, Till The Summer Comes Again.