Can I See Another's Woe, And Not

Those Who Restrain Their Desires, Do So Because Theirs Is Weak Enough To Be Restrained.

Man Has Closed Himself Up, Till He Sees All Things Thro' Narrow Chinks Of His Cavern.

God Is The Poetic Genius In Each Of Us.

Every Thing Possible To Be Believ'd Is An Image Of Truth.

The Fields From Islington To Marybone, To Primrose Hill And Saint John's Wood, Were Builded Over With Pillars Of Gold; And There Jerusalem's Pillars Stood.