The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!

As the Swiss inscription says: Sprechen ist silbern, Schweigen ist golden,- "Speech is silvern, Silence is golden;" or, as I might rather express it, Speech is of Time, Silence is of Eternity.

There is an old saying "well begun is half done"-'tis a bad one. I would use instead-Not begun at all 'til half done.

Poetry should surprise by a fine excess and not by singularity, it should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty

To one who has been long in city pent, ’Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.

O for the gentleness of old Romance, the simple planning of a minstrel's song!