In Solitude, Where We Are Least Alone.

What Want These Outlaws Conquerors Should Have But History's Purchased Page To Call Them Great?

The Fact Is That My Wife If She Had Common Sense Would Have More Power Over Me Than Any Other Whatsoever, For My Heart Always Alights Upon The Nearest Perch.

May Moorland Weavers Boast Pindaric Skill, And Tailors' Lays Be Longer Than Their Bill! While Punctual Beaux Reward The Grateful Notes, And Pay For Poems--when They Pay For Coats.

I Speak Not Of Men's Creeds—they Rest Between Man And His Maker.

Land Of Lost Gods And Godlike Men.