Thou, Silent Form, Dost Tease Us Out

In The Long Vista Of The Years To Roll,\ Let Me Not See My Country's Honor Fade;\ Oh! Let Me See Our Land Retain Its Soul!\ Her Pride In Freedom, And Not Freedom's Shade.

You Are Always New, The Last Of Your Kisses Was Ever The Sweetest.

My Mind Has Been The Most Discontented And Restless One That Ever Was Put Into A Body Too Small For It.

How Does The Poet Speak To Men With Power, But By Being Still More A Man Than They

The Imagination May Be Compared To Adam's Dream-he Awoke And Found It Truth.