LOVE'S SECRET Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind doth move Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears. Ah! she did depart! Soon after she was gone from me, A traveller came by, Silently, invisibly: He took her with a sigh.

There is a place where Contrarieties are equally True.

The Woman that does not love your Frowns Will never embrace your smiles.

What has reason to do with the art of painting?

The Whole Business of Man is The Arts, & All Things Common.

Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment.

One Power alone makes a Poet: Imagination. The Divine Vision.