All the world is full of inscape and chance left free to act falls into an order as well as purpose.
Do you know, a horrible thing has happened to me. I have begun to doubt Tennyson.
The poetical language of an age should be the current language heightened.
Glory be to God for dappled things.
Beauty is a relation, and the apprehension of it a comparison.
What I do is me, for that I came.