To Silence Gossip, Don't Repeat It.

Love Is My Religion - I Could Die For It.

O For The Gentleness Of Old Romance, The Simple Planning Of A Minstrel's Song!

Through The Dancing Poppies Stole A Breeze, Most Softly Lulling To My Soul.

I Think I Shall Be Among The English Poets After My Death.

A Drainless Shower Of Light Is Poesy: 'tis The Supreme Of Power; 'tis Might Half Slumbering On Its Own Right Arm.