I really cannot know whether I am or am not the Genius you are pleased to call me, but I am very willing to put up with the mistake, if it be one.
Are not the mountains, waves, and skies as much a part of me, as I of them?
The drying up a single tear has more, of honest fame, than shedding seas of gore.
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
A change came o'er the spirit of my dream.
On the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.