Pleasure is spread through the earth In stray gifts to be claimed by whoever shall find.
William WordsworthA voice so thrilling ne'er was heard... Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebrides.
William WordsworthThe Poet, gentle creature as he is, Hath, like the Lover, his unruly times; His fits when he is neither sick nor well, Though no distress be near him but his own Unmanageable thoughts.
William Wordsworth