A multitude of causes unknown to former times are now acting with a combined force to blunt the discriminating powers of the mind, and unfitting it for all voluntary exertion to reduce it to a state of almost savage torpor.

On a fair prospect some have looked, And felt, as I have heard them say, As if the moving time had been A thing as steadfast as the scene On which they gazed themselves away.

The stars of midnight shall be dear To her; and she shall lean her ear In many a secret place Where rivulets dance their wayward round, And beauty born of murmuring sound Shall pass into her face.

Strongest minds are often those whom the noisy world hears least.

Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge - it is as immortal as the heart of man.

How many undervalue the power of simplicity ! But it is the real key to the heart.

A famous man is Robin Hood, The English ballad-singer's joy.