"Mary kept the belt of love, and oh, but she was gay! She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away."

"Up the airy mountain, Down the rushy glen, We daren't go a-hunting, For fear of little men."

"No funeral gloom, my dears, when I am gone, corpse-gazing, tears, black raiment, graveyard grimness. Think of me as w…"

"Out of the city, far away With spring to-day! Where copses tufted with primrose Give me repose, Wood-sorrel and wild …"

"Winds and waters keep A hush more dead than any sleep."

"Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods And day by day the dead leaves fall and melt."

"Autumn's the mellow time."

"Scarcely a tear to shed; Hardly a word to say; The end of a Summer's day; Sweet Love is dead."

"Tantarrara! the joyous Book of Spring Lies open, writ in blossoms."

"They said: "She dwelleth in some place apart, Immortal Truth, within whose eyes Who looks may find the secret of the …"