“Poetry is the first and last of all knowledge - it is as immortal as the heart of man.”

“poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge”

“The good die first, and they whose hearts are dry as summer dust, burn to the socket.”

“Hence, in a season of calm weatherThough inland far we be,Our souls have sight of that immortal sea”

“Though inland far we be,Our souls have sight of that immortal seaWhich brought us hither.”

“My heart leaps up when I beholdA rainbow in the sky:So was it when my life began;So is it now I am a man;”

“Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.”