"My heart leaps up when I behold A rainbow in the sky."

"To the solid ground Of nature trusts the mind that builds for aye."

"Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now."

"I have no doubt that, in the present state of society, a Poet, by the very act of writing in metre, does in some degree separate himself from the mass of men, and from their immediate sympathy."

"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity."