I will give you a definition of a proud man: he is a man who has neither vanity nor wisdom one filled with hatreds cannot be vain, neither can he be wise.

Of love, that fairest joys give most unrest.

I love you the more in that I believe you had liked me for my own sake and for nothing else.

When I have fears that I may ceace to be, Before my pen has gleaned my teaming brain".

I love your hills and I love your dales, And I love your flocks a-bleating; but oh, on the heather to lie together, With both our hearts a-beating!

Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream, And scenes of bliss pass as a phantom by? ---"On death

When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.