Democracy Is A Very Admirable Form Of

And Now Have I Not Told You That What You Mistake For Madness Is But Overacuteness Of The Senses?

Deep In Earth My Love Is Lying And I Must Weep Alone.

That Pleasure Which Is At Once The Most Pure, The Most Elevating And The Most Intense, Is Derived, I Maintain, From The Contemplation Of The Beautiful.

Who Cares How Time Advances? I Am Drinking Ale Today.

Years Of Love Have Been Forgot, In The Hatred Of A Minute.