The crime of inquiry is one which religion never has forgiven.

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

Poets, not otherwise than philosophers, painters, sculptors, and musicians, are, in one sense, the creators, and, in another, the creations, of their age.

A pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift.

Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.

Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on.

The cloud of mind is discharging its collected lightning.