Man is a carnivorous production, And must have meals, at least one meal a day; He cannot live, like woodcocks, upon suction, But, like the shark and tiger, must have prey; Although his anatomical construction Bears vegetables, in a grumbling way, Your laboring people think beyond all question, Beef, veal, and mutton better for digestion.

Love rules the camp, the court, the grove - for love is Heaven, and Heaven is love.

I learned to love despair.

Despair and Genius are too oft connected

No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.

I have not loved the World, nor the World me; I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bowed To its idolatries a patient knee, Nor coined my cheek to smiles,-nor cried aloud In worship of an echo.

I had a dream, which was not at all a dream.