Exuberance Is Beauty.

Art Can Never Exist Without Naked Beauty Displayed.

England! Awake! Awake! Awake! Jerusalem Thy Sister Calls! Why Wilt Thou Sleep The Sleep Of Death And Close Her From Thy Ancient Walls?

Eternity Is In Love With The Productions Of Time.

Shame Is Pride's Cloak.

The Moon, Like A Flower In Heaven's High Bower, With Silent Delight Sits And Smiles On The Night.