It All Ends In Tears Anyway.

Let Nature Do The Freezing And Frightening And Isolating In This World. Let Men Work And Love And Fight It Off.

And There In The Blue Air I Saw For The First Time, Far Off, The Great Snowy Tops Of The Rocky Mountains. I Had To Get To Denver At Once.

Swinging On Delicate Hinges The Autumn Leaf Almost Off The Stem.

The Happiness Consists In Realizing That It Is All A Great Strange Dream.

We Turned At A Dozen Paces, For Love Is A Duel, And Looked At Each Other For The Last Time.