O' What May Man Within Him Hide,

Dead Shepherd, Now I Find Thy Saw Of Might. Whoever Lov'd That Lov'd Not At First Sight.

The Lunatic, The Lover, And The Poet, Are Of Imagination All Compact.

If People Knew How Much I Hated Them, They'd Love Me For Holding It In.

What A Fool Honesty Is.

Be As Thou Wast Wont To Be. See As Thou Wast Wont To See.