A Celebrity Is One Who Is Known

Yet Still There Whispers The Small Voice Within, Heard Through Gain's Silence, And O'er Glory's Din; Whatever Creed Be Taught Or Land Be Trod, Man's Conscience Is The Oracle Of God.

Whenever I Meet With Anything Agreeable In This World It Surprises Me So Much - And Pleases Me So Much (when My Passions Are Not Interested In One Way Or The Other) That I Go On Wondering For A Week To Come.

Gone, Glimmering Through The Dream Of Things That Were.

Then Stirs The Feeling Infinite, So Felt In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.

Man Marks The Earth With Ruin - His Control Stops With The Shore.