O Latest Born And Loveliest Vision Far

He Ne'er Is Crowned With Immortality Who Fears To Follow Where Airy Voices Lead.

Give Me Books, Fruit, French Wine And Fine Weather And A Little Music Out Of Doors, Played By Someone I Do Not Know. I Admire Lolling On A Lawn By A Water-lilied Pond To Eat White Currants And See Goldfish: And Go To The Fair In The Evening If I'm Good. There Is Not Hope For That -one Is Sure To Get Into Some Mess Before Evening.

Love Is My Religion - I Could Die For It.

I Have Loved The Principle Of Beauty In All Things.

O For Ten Years, That I May Overwhelm / Myself In Poesy; So I May Do The Deed / That My Own Soul Has To Itself Decreed.