… Henry is tired of winter, & haircuts, & a squeamish comfy ruin-prone proud national mind, & Spring (in the city so called)Henry likes Fall. Hé would be prepared to live in a world of Fallon ever, impenitent Henry. But the snows and summers grieve and dream;These fierce & airy occupations, and love, raved away so many of Henry’s year sit is a wonder that, with in each hand one of his own mad books and all, ancient fires for eyes, his head full his heart full, he's making ready to move on.

77 Dream Songs