All Life needs for life is possible to will.

A classic lecture, rich in sentiment, With scraps of thundrous Epic lilted out By violet-hooded Doctors, elegies And quoted odes, and jewels five-words-long, That on the stretched forefinger of all Time Sparkle for ever.

God and Nature met in light.

To me He is all fault who hath no fault at all: For who loves me must have a touch of earth.

Oh that it were possible, After long grief and pain, To find the arms of my true love, Around me once again

I wind about, and in and out, - With here a blossom sailing, - And here and there a lusty trout, - And here and there a grayling.

The Lord let the house of a brute to the soul of a man, And the man said, "Am I your debtor?" And the Lord--"Not yet: but make it as clean as you can, And then I will let you a better.