Great Is Bookishness And The Charm Of

A Great Library Easily Begets Affection, Which May Deepen Into Love.

I Am Far Too Much In Doubt About The Present, Far Too Perturbed .about The Future, To Be Otherwise Than Profoundly Reverential About The Past.

It Can Never Be Wrong To Give Pleasure.

A Poet's Soul Must Contain The Perfect Shape Of All Things Good, Wise And Just. His Body Must Be Spotless And Without Blemish, His Life Pure, His Thoughts High, His Studies Intense.

Is This True Or Only Clever?