We turn to dust, and all our mightiest works die too.
To trace in Nature's most minute design The signature and stamp of power divine. ... The Invisible in things scarce seen revealed, To whom an atom is an ample field.
Books are not seldom talismans and spells.
... she, that will with kittens jest, Should bear a kitten's joke.
[My kitten's] gambols are not to be described, and would be incredible, if they could.
The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change, And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.