Alas! How Deeply Painful Is All Payment!

Every Day Confirms My Opinion On The Superiority Of A Vicious Life, And If Virtue Is Not Its Own Reward, I Don't Know Any Other Stipend Annexed To It.

When We Two Parted In Silence And Tears, Half Broken-hearted, To Sever For Years.

Pythagoras, Locke, Socrates - But Pages Might Be Filled Up, As Vainly As Before, With The Sad Usage Of All Sorts Of Sages, Who In His Life-time, Each Was Deemed A Bore! The Loftiest Minds Outrun Their Tardy Ages.

The Dome Of Thought, The Palace Of The Soul.

Let Joy Be Unconfined.