Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.

One may do whatever one likes. In art, the only thing is, to make sure that one does like it.

Then welcome each rebuff That turns earth's smoothness rough, Each sting that bids nor sit nor stand, but go! Be our joys three-parts pain! Strive, and hold cheap the strain; Learn, nor account the pang; dare, never grudge the throe!

All poetry is difficult to read - The sense of it anyhow.

If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.

No, when the fight begins within himself, / A man's worth something.

The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its best to vex the lake: I listened with heart fit to break. When glided in Porphyria; straight She shut the cold out and the storm, And kneeled and made the cheerless grate Blaze up and all the cottage warm.