Sixtyfour

'But I don't want to go among mad people,' said Alice. 'Oh, you can't…


Sixtythree

Ah, Love! could you and I with Him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme…


Sixtytwo

To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower  Hold…


Sixtyone

I am moved by fancies that are curled Around these images, and cling:…


Sixty

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art. EMERSON


Fiftynine

Fruit of the traveller-heart of me, Fruit of my harvest-songs long……


Fiftyeight

It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint…


Fiftysix

And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a…