Opposition Is True Friendship.

The Crow Wished Everything Was Black, The Owl, That Everything Was White.

[l]et Light Rise From The Chambers Of The East, And Bring The Honey'd Dew That Cometh On Waking Day. O Radiant Morning.

To See A World In A Grain Of Sand And A Heaven In A Wildflower.

Exuberance Is Beauty.

But Most Thro' Midnight Streets I Hear How The Youthful Harlots Curse Blasts The New-born Infants Tear And Blights With Plagues The Marriage Hearse