If what we worship fail us, still the fire burns on, and it is much to have believed.

Everything mortal has moments immortal

On the neck of the young man sparkles no gem so gracious as enterprise. Youth condemns; maturity condones.

Poetry is the most concentrated form of literature; it is the most emotionalized and powerful way in which thought can be presented.

I never deny poems when they come; whatever I am doing, whatever I am writing, I lay it aside and attend to the arriving poem.

Rapture's self is three parts sorrow.

Underneath my stiffened gown Is the softness of a woman bathing in a marble basin, A basin in the midst of hedges grown So thick, she cannot see her lover hiding, But she guesses he is near, And the sliding of the water Seems the stroking of a dear Hand upon her.