What I aspired to be and was not, comforts me.
"With this same key Shakespeare unlocked his heart" once more! Did Shakespeare? If so, the less Shakespeare he!
Oh, the little more, and how much it is! And the little less, and what worlds away.
Truth that peeps Over the glass's edge when dinner's done.
Talent should minister to genius.
Shakespeare was of us, Milton was of us, Burns, Shelley, were with us. They watch from their graves!