No One Can Usurp The Heights... But

I Wish To Believe In Immortality-i Wish To Live With You Forever.

I Am Certain Of Nothing But The Holiness Of The Heart’s Affections And The Truth Of The Imagination – What The Imagination Seizes As Beauty Must Be Truth – Whether It Existed Before Or Not – For I Have The Same Idea Of All Our Passions As Of Love They Are All In Their Sublime, Creative Of Essential Beauty . . .

The Days Of Peace And Slumberous Calm Are Fled.

The Redbreast Whistles From A Garden-croft; And Gathering Swallows Twitter In The Skies.

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!