"I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity."

"Strongest minds Are ever those of whom the noisy world Hears least."

"I have no doubt that, in the present state of society, a Poet, by the very act of writing in metre, does in some degree separate himself from the mass of men, and from their immediate sympathy."

"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills,"

"Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquillity."