Wisdom is ofttimes nearer when we stoop — The Excursion

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

"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."

"Lost in a gloom of uninspired research."

"Of blessed consolations in distress."