Echo waits with art and care And will the faults of song repair.
Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.
An orchard, good tillage, good grounds, seem a fixture, like a gold mine, or a river, to a citizen; but to a large farmer, not much more fixed than the state of the crop.
The passive master lent his hand, To the vast Soul which o'er him planned.
Valor consists in the power of self recovery.
Don't set out to teach theism from your natural history... You spoil both.