That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

Peace is in the grave.

Fate,Time,Occasion,Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.

Poetry Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle— Why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdain'd its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea— What are all these kissings worth, If thou kiss not me?

What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves.

Chastity is a monkish and evangelical superstition, a greater foe to natural temperance even than unintellectual sensuality; it strikes at the root of all domestic happiness, and consigns more than half of the human race to misery.

Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong: They learn in suffering what they teach in song.