You Should Have A Softer Pillow Than

This Man Is Freed From Servile Bands, Of Hope To Rise, Or Fear To Fall; Lord Of Himself, Though Not Of Lands, And Leaving Nothing, Yet Hath All.

Think You, If Laura Had Been Petrarch's Wife, He Would Have Written Sonnets All His Life?.

It Is Useless To Tell One Not To Reason But To Believe; You Might As Well Tell A Man Not To Wake But Sleep.

I Cannot Conceive Why People Will Always Mix Up My Own Character And Opinions With Those Of The Imaginary Beings Which, As A Poet, I Have The Right And Liberty To Draw.

I Am Surrounded Here By Parsons And Methodists, But As You Will See, Not Infested With The Mania.