Poets Are The Unacknowledged Legislators Of The

The Great Secret Of Morals Is Love; Or A Going Out Of Our Own Nature, And An Identification Of Ourselves With The Beautiful Which Exists In Thought, Action, Or Person, Not Our Own.

Men Must Reap The Things They Sow, Force From Force Must Ever Flow.

How Wonderful Is Death! Death And His Brother Sleep.

Poet's Food Is Love And Fame.

A Poet Is A Nightingale, Who Sits In Darkness And Sings To Cheer Its Own Solitude With Sweet Sounds.