Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees
Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.