Unmissed but by his dogs and by his groom.

Still ending, and beginning still.

Ceremony leads her bigots forth, prepared to fight for shadows of no worth. While truths, on which eternal things depend, can hardly find a single friend.

Perhaps thou gav'st me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss.

A fretful temper will divide the closest knot that may be tied, by ceaseless sharp corrosion; a temper passionate and fierce may suddenly your joys disperse at one immense explosion.

A heretic, my dear sir, is a fellow who disagrees with you regarding something neither of you knows anything about.

Man may dismiss compassion from his heart, but God never will.