A Man's Life Of Any Worth Is

O For A Life Of Sensations Rather Than Of Thoughts!

Give Me Books, French Wine, Fruit, Fine Weather And A Little Music Played Out Of Doors By Somebody I Do Not Know.

My Chest Of Books Divide Amongst My Friends.

Sweet Are The Pleasures That To Verse Belong, And Doubly Sweet A Brotherhood In Song.

The Thought, The Deadly Thought Of Solitude.