Nothing so difficult as a beginning In poesy, unless perhaps the end.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
And gentle winds and waters near, make music to the lonely ear.
Opinions are made to be changed or how is truth to be got at?
As long as I retain my feeling and my passion for Nature, I can partly soften or subdue my other passions and resist or endure those of others.
When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls--the World.