And after April, when May follows, / And the whitethroat builds, and all the swallows!

How well I know what I mean to do / When the long, dark autumn-evenings come.

As of April 2005, when the process was suspended, we had identified only 1,592 out of the presumed 2,749 who died.

The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!

Save when at noon his paunch grew mutinous / For a plate of turtle green and glutinous.

One swallow does not make spring.