Imagination Is The Air Of

We Love And Live In Power; It Is The Spirit's End. Mind Must Subdue; To Conquer Is Its Life.

Leave The Poor Some Time For Self-improvement. Let Them Not Be Forced To Grind The Bones Out Of Their Arms For Bread, But Have Some Space To Think And Feel Like Moral And Immortal Creatures.

Any Heart Turned Godward Feels More Joyin One Short Hour Of Prayer, Than E'er Was Raisedby All The Feasts Of Earth Since Its Foundation.

Music Tells No Truths.

I Cannot Be Content With Less Than Heaven; Living, And Comprehensive Of All Life. Thee, Universal Heaven, Celestial All; Thee, Sacrjd Seat Of Intellective Time; Field Of The Soul 's Best Wisdom : Home Of Truth , Star-throned.