My Heart In Passion, And My Head

A Sort Of Hostile Transaction, Very Necessary To Keep The World Going, But By No Means A Sinecure To The Parties Concerned.

What Want These Outlaws Conquerors Should Have But History's Purchased Page To Call Them Great?

No Ear Can Hear Nor Tongue Can Tell The Tortures Of The Inward Hell!

Italia! O Italia! Thou Who Hast The Fatal Gift Of Beauty.

Shelley Is Truth Itself And Honour Itself Notwithstanding His Out-of-the-way Notions About Religion.