Mighty Things From Small Beginnings

Imagining Is In Itself The Very Height And Life Of Poetry, Which, By A Kind Of Enthusiasm Or Extraordinary Emotion Of The Soul, Makes It Seem To Us That We Behold Those Things Which The Poet Paints.

If You Have Lived, Take Thankfully The Past. Make, As You Can, The Sweet Remembrance Last.

Love Reckons Hours For Months, And Days For Years; And Every Little Absence Is An Age.

How Easy 'tis, When Destiny Proves Kind, With Full-spread Sails To Run Before The Wind!

We Can Never Be Grieved For Their Miseries Who Are Thoroughly Wicked, And Have Thereby Justly Called Their Calamities On Themselves.