Music's golden tongue Flatter'd to tears this aged man and poor.

... the open sky sits upon our senses like a sapphire crown - the Air is our robe of state - the Earth is our throne, and the Sea a mighty minstrel playing before it.

A man's life of any worth is a continual allegory, and very few eyes can see the mystery of his life, a life like the scriptures, figurative.

I equally dislike the favor of the public with the love of a woman - they are both a cloying treacle to the wings of independence.

I don't need the stars in the night I found my treasure All I need is you by my side so shine forever

I never knew before, what such a love as you have made me feel, was; I did not believe in it; my Fancy was afraid of it, lest it should burn me up. But if you will fully love me, though there may be some fire, 'twill not be more than we can bear when moistened and bedewed with Pleasures.

Four seasons fill the measure of the year; there are four seasons in the minds of men.