“The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.”

“The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.”

“O human beauty, what a dream art thou, that we should cast our life and hopes away on thee!”

“Death is the tyrant of the imagination.”

“Oh, the summer night, Has a smile of light, And she sits on a sapphire throne.”

“The sweetest noise on earth, a woman's tongue; A string which hath no discord.”