Seventytwo

For what distance have you set out, with what hunger of profit? The way…


Seventy

The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul. KANDINSKY


Sixtynine

His soul stretched tight across the skies That fade behind a city…


Sixtysix

The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken…


Sixtyfive

Therefore the true poets, they who are seers, seek to express the…


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……