The child shall become father to the man.

If the time should ever come when what is now called Science, thus famliarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it were, a form of flesh and blood, the Poet will lend his divine spirit to the aid the transfiguration, and will welcome the Being thus produced, as a dear and genuine inmate of the household of man.

Science appears but what in truth she is, Not as our glory and our absolute boast, But as a succedaneum, and a prop To our infirmity.

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

And the most difficult of tasks to keep Heights which the soul is competent to gain.

Not without hope we suffer and we mourn.

At length the man perceives it die away, And fade into the light of common day.