I Have An Habitual Feeling Of My

Poetry Should Be Great And Unobtrusive, A Thing Which Enters Into One's Soul, And Does Not Startle It Or Amaze It With Itself, But With Its Subject.

O Fret Not After Knowledge - I Have None, And Yet My Song Comes Native With The Warmth. O Fret Not After Knowledge - I Have None, And Yet The Evening Listens.

Health Is My Expected Heaven.

I Would Jump Down Etna For Any Public Good - But I Hate A Mawkish Popularity.

I Will Clamber Through The Clouds And Exist.