Nor Bring, To See Me Cease To

For This Is The True Strength Of Guilty Kings, When They Corrupt The Souls Of Those They Rule.

Force And Right Are The Governors Of This World; Force Till Right Is Ready.

I Am Bound By My Own Definition Of Criticism : A Disinterested Endeavour To Learn And Propagate The Best That Is Known And Thought In The World.

Coldly, Sadly Descends The Autumn Evening. The Field Strewn With Its Dank Yellow Drifts Of Wither'd Leaves, And The Elms, Fade Into Dimness Apace, Silent; Hardly A Shout From A Few Boys Late At Their Play!

Coleridge: Poet And Philosopher Wrecked In A Mist Of Opium.