Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The trumpet of a prophecy! O, wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

...Ere midnight’s frown and morning’s smile, ere thou and peace may meet.

Duty and dereliction guide thee back to solitude.

a single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought

The advocates of literal interpretation have been the most efficacious enemies of those doctrines whose nature they profess to venerate.

There is no real wealth but the labour of man. Were the mountains of gold and the valleys of silver, the world would not be one grain of corn the richer; no one comfort would be added to the human race.

The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.