Down the hill I went, and then, I forgot the ways of men, For night-scents, heady and damp and cool Wakened ecstasy

Spend all you have for loveliness.

For I shall learn from flower and leaf, That color every drop they hold, To change the lifeless wine of grief To living gold.

Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation.

Love in my heart is a cry forever Lost as the swallow's flight, Seeking for you and never, never Stilled by the stars at night

look for a lovely thing and you will find it, it is not far, it never will be far