A Quote About Drinking Is A Joy

The Days Of Peace And Slumberous Calm Are Fled.

Poetry Should Be Great And Unobtrusive, A Thing Which Enters Into One's Soul, And Does Not Startle It Or Amaze It With Itself, But With Its Subject.

I Would Jump Down Etna For Any Public Good - But I Hate A Mawkish Popularity.

Let Us Open Our Leaves Like A Flower, And Be Passive And Receptive.

Darkling I Listen; And, For Many A Time I Have Been Half In Love With Easeful Death, Called Him Soft Names In Many A Muse' D Rhyme, To Take Into The Air My Quiet Breath; Now More Than Ever Seems It Rich To Die, To Cease Upon The Midnight With No Pain, While Thou Art Pouring Forth Thy Soul Abroad In Such An Ecstasy!