Thou Large-brain'd Woman And Large-hearted

The Beautiful Seems Right By Force Of Beauty And The Feeble Wrong Because Of Weakness.

The Great Chasm Between The Thing I Say, And The Thing I Would Say, Would Be Quite Dispiriting To Me, In Spite Even Of Such Kindnesses As Yours, If The Desire Did Not Master The Despondency.

Death Forerunneth Love To Win "sweetest Eyes Were Ever Seen."

Behold Me! I Am Worthy Of Thy Loving, For I Love Thee!

The Essence Of All Beauty, I Call Love, The Attribute, The Evidence, And End, The Consummation To The Inward Sense Of Beauty Apprehended From Without, I Still Call Love.