I have a passion for the name of "Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be.

The law of heaven and earth is life for life.

Land of lost gods and godlike men.

On the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar.

Bologna is celebrated for producing popes, painters, and sausage.

I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.