How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day!

And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.

Now Art, used collectively for painting, sculpture, architecture and music, is the mediatress between, and reconciler of, nature and man. It is, therefore, the power of humanizing nature, of infusing the thoughts and passions of man into everything which is the object of his contemplation.

The love of indolence is universal, or next to it.

It would not be correct to say that every moral obligation involves a legal duty; but every legal duty is founded on a moral obligation.

Tranquillity! thou better name Than all the family of Fame.

To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.