I CANNOT tell how high my soul takes wing,
Nor to what depths in liquid sweets it sinks --
Yet well I know it suffers from thy sting,
As one who of Cyceon mixture drinks.
And I can feel a rose-stream thro' me creep,
Curving about my senses, as they leap,
And swell and rise and fall,
As blossoms ambrosial
Shook from some full blown orange-tree in spring,
Sink wav'ring to the ground
And bound
Unto the zephyr's piping, in dizzy, dizzy ring!
William Stanley Braithwaite
We are living in a world today where lemonade is made from artificial flavors and furniture polish is made from real lemons. -- Alfred E. Newman
Key West, Florida is the southernmost point in the continental United States. South Point, Hawaii is the country's southernmost point overall.