The Dome Of Thought, The Palace Of

Till Taught By Pain, Men Know Not Water's Worth.

Mont Blanc Is The Monarch Of Mountains; They Crown'd Him Long Ago On A Throne Of Rocks, In A Robe Of Clouds, With A Diadem Of Snow.

Poetry Should Only Occupy The Idle.

Heaven Gives Its Favourites-early Death.

The Lapse Of Ages Changes All Things - Time, Language, The Earth, The Bounds Of The Sea, The Stars Of The Sky, And Every Thing About, Around, And Underneath Man, Except Man Himself.