“The quiet sense of something lost”

“The year is dying in the night.”

“Sometimes the heart sees what's invisible to the eye.”

“The children born of thee are sword and fire,Red ruin, and the breaking up of laws,”

“We needs must love the highest when we see it.”

“I remainMistress of mine own self and mine own soul”

“Willows whiten, aspens quiver, little breezes dusk and shiver, thro' the wave that runs forever by the island in the river, flowing down to Camelot. Four gray walls and four gray towers, overlook a space of flowers, and the silent isle imbowers, the Lady of Shalott.”