Literature is always personal, always one man's vision of the world, one man's experience, and it can only be popular when men are ready to welcome the visions of others.

I'm looking for the face I had, before the world was made.

Locke sank into a swoon; The Garden died; God took the spinning-jenny Out of his side.

I spit into the face of time that has transfigured me

Words are always getting conventionalized to some secondary meaning. It is one of the works of poetry to take the truants in custody and bring them back to their right senses.

When such as I cast out remorse; So great a sweetness flows into the breast; We must laugh and we must sing, We are blest by everything, Everything we look upon is blessed.

Who mocks at music mocks at love.