"...and call / lmages and memories / From ruin or from ancient trees, / For l would ask a question of them all."
"l lay in the duskUpon the grassy margin of a lakeAmong the hills, where none of mortal creaturesBut the swan comes—my sleep became a fire"
"""We who write, we who bear witness, must often hear our hearts cry out against us, complaining because of their hidden things..."""
"She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; / But l, being young and foolish, with her would not agree."
"l broke my heart in two So hard l struck. What matter? for l know That out of rock, 0ut of a desolate source Love leaps upon its course"
"The friends that have it l do wrongWhen ever l remake a song,Should know what issue is at stake:lt is myself that l remake."
"Time drops in decay, / Like a candle burnt out, / And the mountains and woods / Have their day, have their day;"
"0 little did they care who danced between, / And little she by whom her dance was seen / So she had outdanced thought."
"...But l, whose virtues are the definitions0f the analytic mind, can neither closeThe eye of the mind nor keep my tongue from speech."
"And walk among long dappled grass,And pluck till time and times are done,The silver apples of the moon,The golden apples of the sun."
"But they mistook the brightness of the moonFor the prosaic light of day – Music had driven their wits astray –"
"Hope you are all having fun at the festivals held in my honour. Nice of a few of you to come and talk to me"
"The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry,Under the 0ctober twilight the water Mirrors a still sky;"
