O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please.

Poor little Foal of an oppressed race! I love the languid patience of thy face.

We are now Courts of equity, and must decide the thing according to all the rights.

Death but supplies the oil for the inextinguishable lamp of life.

Those who best know human nature will acknowledge most fully what a strength light hearted nonsense give to a hard working man

A stately pleasure-dome decree.

We have no adequate conception of the perfection of the ancient tragic dance. The pleasure which the greeks received from it had for its basis difference; & the more unfit the vehicle, the more lively was the curiosity & intense the delights at seeing the difficulty overcome.