She walks in beauty, like the nightOf cloudless climes and s... - George Gordon Byron

"The light of love, the purity of grace,The mind, the Music breathing from her face, The heart whose softness harmonised the whole —And, oh! that eye was in itself a Soul!"

"In secret we met -In silence I grieve,That thy heart could forget,Thy spirit deceive.If I should meet theeAfter long years,How should I greet thee? -With silence and tears"

"And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on."

"Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep."

"Those who will not reason, are bigots, those who cannot, are fools, and those who dare not, are slaves."