I Wish I Could Write As Mysterious

I Have No Words Alas! To Tell The Loveliness Of Loving Well

Believe Only Half Of What You See And Nothing That You Hear.

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.

Quoth The Raven, "nevermore.

Leave My Loneliness Unbroken