In Nature's Infinite Book Of Secrecy A

A Thousand Kisses Buys My Heart From Me; And Pay Them At Thy Leisure, One By One.

Affliction May One Day Smile Again; And Till Then, Sit Thee Down, Sorrow!.

Such Tricks Hath Strong Imagination, That, If It Would But Apprehend Some Joy, It Comprehends Some Bringer Of That Joy; Or In The Night, Imagining Some Fear, How Easy Is A Bush Supposed A Bear!

Adieu! I Have Too Grieved A Heart To Take A Tedious Leave.

Light Boats Sail Swift, Though Greater Hulks Draw Deep.