Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.

The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset's fire.

Had this author [Sir W Drummond Academical Questions, chap. iii.], instead of inveighing against the guilt and absurdity of atheism, demonstrated its falsehood, his conduct would have, been more suited to the modesty of the skeptic and the toleration of the philosopher.

Commerce has set the mark of selfishness, the signet of its all-enslaving power, upon a shining ore, and called it gold: before whose image bow the vulgar great, the vainly rich, the miserable proud, the mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings, and with blind feelings reverence the power that grinds them to the dust of misery.

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Poetry, in a general sense, may be defined to be 'the expression of the imagination': and poetry is connate with the origin of man.