Of blessed consolations in distress. — The Excursion

"Wild is the music of the autumnal wind Among the faded woods."

"The good die first, And they whose hearts are dry as summer dust Burn to the socket."

"Monastic brotherhood, upon rock Aerial."

"Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop Than when we soar."

"Lost in a gloom of uninspired research."

"With battlements that on their restless fronts Bore stars."