For They Can Conquer Who Believe They

Heroic Poetry Has Ever Been Esteemed The Greatest Work Of Human Nature.

The Good We Have Enjoyed From Heaven's Free Will, And Shall We Murmur To Endure The Ill?

Imagination In A Poet Is A Faculty So Wild And Lawless That, Like A High Ranging Spaniel, It Must Have Clogs Tied To It, Lest It Outrun The Judgment. The Great Easiness Of Blank Verse Renders The Poet Too Luxuriant. He Is Tempted To Say Many Things Which Might Better Be Omitted, Or, At Least Shut Up In Fewer Words.

Pains Of Love Be Sweeter Far Than All Other Pleasures Are.

They Think Too Little Who Talk Too Much.