I love all waste and solitary places.

Of Planets, struggling fierce towards heaven's free wilderness.

The odious and disgusting aristocracy of wealth is built upon the ruins of all that is good in chivalry or republicanism; and luxury is the forerunner of a barbarism scarcely capable of cure.

When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead - When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed.

This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.

Worlds on worlds are rolling ever From creation to decay, Like the bubbles on a river Sparkling, bursting, borne away.

The conceptions which any nation or individual entertains of the God of its popular worship may be inferred from their own actions and opinions, which are the subjects of their approbation among their fellow-men.