“Not knowing the name of the tree,I stood in the floodof its sweet scent.”

“It is only a barbarous mind that sees other than the flower, merely an animal mind that dreams of other than the moon.”

“On this roadwhere nobody else travelsautumn nightfall.”

“This autumn-why am I growing old?bird disappearing among clouds.”

“When a country is defeated, there remain only mountains and rivers, and on a ruined castle in spring only grasses thrive. I sat down on my hat and wept bitterly till I almost forgot time.A thicket ...”

“Summer grasses,All that remainsOf soldiers' dreams”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”