Age Shakes Athena's Tower, But Spares Gray

Few Things Surpass Old Wine; And They May Preach Who Please, The More Because They Preach In Vain

Pythagoras, Locke, Socrates - But Pages Might Be Filled Up, As Vainly As Before, With The Sad Usage Of All Sorts Of Sages, Who In His Life-time, Each Was Deemed A Bore! The Loftiest Minds Outrun Their Tardy Ages.

I Cannot Conceive Why People Will Always Mix Up My Own Character And Opinions With Those Of The Imaginary Beings Which, As A Poet, I Have The Right And Liberty To Draw.

There Is A Tear For All Who Die, A Mourner O'er The Humblest Grave.

There's Not A Joy The World Can Give Like That It Takes Away.