"The way to know a Rose is to smell it."

"Remorse – is Memory awake – Her Parties all astir – A presence of Departed Acts At window and at Door –"

"The only Port I ever knew Is that which leads to Thee – The only Land I ever saw Is in Thy Memory –"

"The Spider holds a Silver Ball In honor of the Dew – The Gnat's enamored of the Stone – And dances in the Air –"

"The pedigree of the Horse is not important. It is the Horse that matters."