Men Of Humor Are Always In Some

Creation Rather Than Painting, Or If Painting, Yet Such, And With Such Co-presence Of The Whole Picture Flash'd At Once Upon The Eye, As The Sun Paints In A Camera Obscura. (describing His Poetic Ideal, 1817)

Ignorance Seldom Vaults Into Knowledge.

Where True Love Burns Desire Is Love's Pure Flame; It Is The Reflex Of Our Earthly Frame, That Takes Its Meaning From The Nobler Part, And But Translates The Language Of The Heart.

It Is Saying Less Than The Truth To Affirm That An Excellent Book (and The Remark Holds Almost Equally Good Of A Raphael As Of A Milton) Is Like A Well-chosen And Well-tended Fruit Tree. Its Fruits Are Not Of One Season Only. With The Due And Natural Intervals, We May Recur To It Year After Year, And It Will Supply The Same Nourishment And The Same Gratification, If Only We Ourselves Return To It With The Same Healthful Appetite.

God Grant Me Grace My Prayers To Say: O God! Preserve My Mother Dear, In Strength And Health For Many A Year; And O! Preserve My Father Too, And May I Pay Him Reverence Due; And May I My Best Thoughts Employ To Be My Parents' Hope And Joy; And O! Preserve My Brothers Both From Evil Doings, And From Sloth, And May We Always Love Each Other, Our Friends, Our Father, And Our Mother, And Still, O Lord, To Me Impart An Innocent And Grateful Heart, That After My Last Sleep I May Awake To Thy Eternal Day! Amen.