Let us open our leaves like a flower, and be passive and receptive.

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!

Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? Think not of them; thou has thy music too.

it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously - I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.

Tall oaks branch charmed by the earnest stars Dream and so dream all night without a stir.

Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!

Here lies one whose name was writ in water.