To A Valet No Man

Hatred Is Something Peculiar. You Will Always Find It Strongest And Most Violent Where There Is The Lowest Degree Of Culture.

All Lyrical Work Must, As A Whole, Be Perfectly Intelligible, But In Some Particulars A Little Unintelligible.

Errors Belong To Libraries; Truth, To The Human Mind.

Like The Star That Shines Afar, Without Haste And Without Rest, Let Each One Wheel With Steady Sway Round The Task That Rules The Day, And Do Their Best.

Women Are Silver Dishes Into Which We Put Golden Apples.