Emotions and Feelings

The desire of the moth for the star,

Men of England, wherefore plough

Rarely, rarely, comest thou,

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;

To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;

My soul is an enchanted boat,

Hell is a city much like London.

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.

‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!

I met Murder on the way—

Most wretched men

When the lamp is shattered

The awful shadow of some unseen Power

The awful shadow of some unseen Power

I never was attached to that great sect,

A widow bird sat mourning for her love

Winter is come and gone,

Alas! that all we loved of him should be,

I weep for Adonais—he is dead!

[Dancing is] a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.

‘Do you know what a pessimist is?’ ‘A man who thinks everybody is as nasty as himself, and hates them for it.’

It is impossible for an Englishman to open his mouth without making some other Englishman hate or despise him.