Kings are like stars, - they rise and set, they have - The worship of the world, but no repose

In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds

Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar

Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted

Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he can do something better than reason

Life may change, but it may fly not Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth Love repulsed, - but it returneth

IgnoranThe more we study, the more we discover our ignorance

Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city