I Saw Pale Kings And Princes Too,

Load Every Rift With Ore.

An Extensive Knowledge Is Needful To Thinking People-it Takes Away The Heat And Fever; And Helps, By Widening Speculation, To Ease The Burden Of The Mystery.

But Let Me See Thee Stoop From Heaven On Wings That Fill The Sky With Silver Glitterings!

Give Me Books, French Wine, Fruit, Fine Weather And A Little Music Played Out Of Doors By Somebody I Do Not Know.

The Thought, The Deadly Thought Of Solitude.