God and Nature met in light.

Authority forgets a dying king.

It was my duty to have loved the highest; It surely was my profit had I known: It would have been my pleasure had I seen. We needs must love the highest when we see it, Not Lancelot, nor another.

As the husband is, the wife is.

I can't be anonymous by reason of your confounded photographs. (To Julia Margaret Cameron)

O last regret, regret can die!

Though thou wert scattered to the wind, Yet is there plenty of the kind.