Nothing Useless Is, Or Low; Each Thing

Music Is The Language Spoken By Angels.

Sculpture Is More Divine, And More Like Nature, That Fashions All Her Works In High Relief, And That Is Sculpture. This Vast Ball, The Earth, Was Moulded Out Of Clay, And Baked In Fire; Men, Women, And All Animals That Breathe Are Statues, And Not Paintings.

The Atmosphere Breathes Rest And Comfort, And The Many Chambers Seem Full Of Welcomes.

Balder The Beautiful Is Dead, Is Dead!

Our Pleasures And Our Discontents, Are Rounds By Which We May Ascend.