Friendship is Love without his wings!
I am never long even in the society of her I love without yearning for the company of my lamp and my library.
Come lay thy head upon my breast And I will kiss thee into rest.
I am not now That which I have been.
Roll on thou deep and dark blue ocean - roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain Man marks the earth with ruin - his control Stops with the shore.
She walks in beauty Like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.
Soprano basso even the contralto Wished him five fathom under the Rialto.
A long long kiss a kiss of youth and love.
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
Lovers may be - and indeed generally are - enemies, but they never can be friends, because there must always be a spice of jealousy and a something of Self in all their speculations.
America is a model of force and freedom and moderation - with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.
Letter-writing is the only device for combining solitude with good company.
She walks in beauty like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaud...
Tis enough - Who listens once will listen twice Her heart be sure is not of ice And one refusal no rebuff.
The power of Thought - the magic of the Mind!
Society is now one polished horde Formed of two mighty tribes The Bores and the Bored.
Gone - glimmering through the dream of things that were.
All who would win joy must share it happiness was born a twin.
Fair Greece! sad relic of departed worth! Immortal though no more though fallen great!