Persevere Even Though Hell And Destruction Should

Poet's Food Is Love And Fame.

Can Man Be Free If Woman Be A Slave?

Age Cannot Love Destroy, But Perfidy Can Blast The Flower, Even When In Most Unwary Hour It Blooms In Fancy's Bower. Age Cannot Love Destroy, But Perfidy Can Rend The Shrine In Which Its Vermeil Splendours Shine.

What! Alive, And So Bold, O Earth?

Contemporary Criticism Only Represents The Amount Of Ignorance Genius Has To Contend With. . . . Time Will Reverse The Judgement Of The Vulgar.