A Man's Life Of Any Worth Is

A Hope Beyond The Shadow Of A Dream.

I Saw Pale Kings And Princes Too, Pale Warriors, Death-pale Were They All; They Cried- "la Belle Dame Sans Merci Hath Thee In Thrall!

Beauty Is Truth, Truth Beauty

Land And Sea, Weakness And Decline Are Great Separators, But Death Is The Great Divorcer For Ever.

...i Leaped Headlong Into The Sea, And Thereby Have Become More Acquainted With The Soundings, The Quicksands, And The Rocks, Than If I Had Stayed Upon The Green Shore, And Piped A Silly Pipe, And Took Tea And Comfortable Advice.