We By Art Unteach What Nature Taught.

Boldness Is A Mask For Fear, However Great.

He Trudged Along Unknowing What He Sought, And Whistled As He Went, For Want Of Thought.

Moderate Sorrow Fits Vulgar Love, And For A Vulgar Man: But I Have Lov'd With Such Transcendent Passion, I Soar'd, At First, Quite Out Of Reason's View, And Now Am Lost Above It.

He Has Not Learned The First Lesson Of Life Who Does Not Every Day Surmount A Fear.

Genius Must Be Born, And Never Can Be Taught.