Then Cherish Pity, Lest You Drive An

If A Thing Loves, It Is Infinite.

Love's Secret Never Seek To Tell Thy Love, Love That Never Told Can Be; For The Gentle Wind Doth Move Silently, Invisibly. I Told My Love, I Told My Love, I Told Her All My Heart, Trembling, Cold, In Ghastly Fears. Ah! She Did Depart! Soon After She Was Gone From Me, A Traveller Came By, Silently, Invisibly: He Took Her With A Sigh.

What Has Reasoning To Do With Painting?

First Thought Is Best In Art, Second In Other Matters.

The Child's Toys And The Old Man's Reasons Are The Fruits Of Two Seasons.