I Have Nothing To Speak

Thou Foster-child Of Silence And Slow Time.

No One Can Usurp The Heights... But Those To Whom The Miseries Of The World Are Misery, And Will Not Let Them Rest.

A Moment's Thought Is Passion's Passing Knell.

Can Death Be Sleep, When Life Is But A Dream, And Scenes Of Bliss Pass As A Phantom By? ---"on Death

My Love Is Selfish. I Cannot Breathe Without You.