Revenge And Wrong Bring Forth Their Kind;

In A Drama Of The Highest Order There Is Little Food For Censure Or Hatred; It Teaches Rather Self-knowledge And Self-respect.

I Love Tranquil Solitude And Such Society As Is Quiet, Wise, And Good.

A Sensitive Plant In A Garden Grew, And The Young Winds Fed It With Silver Dew, And It Opened Its Fan Like Leaves To The Light, And Closed Them Beneath The Kisses Of Night.

I Love Snow, Snow, And All The Forms Of Radiant Frost.

Poetry Is A Mirror Which Makes Beautiful That Which Is Distorted.