O For Ten Years, That I May

... The Open Sky Sits Upon Our Senses Like A Sapphire Crown - The Air Is Our Robe Of State - The Earth Is Our Throne, And The Sea A Mighty Minstrel Playing Before It.

Love Is My Religion - I Could Die For It.

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

I Must Choose Between Despair And Energy──i Choose The Latter.

She Press'd His Hand In Slumber; So Once More He Could Not Help But Kiss Her And Adore.