"Wandering Kirghizzes, Who come on shaggy ponies from Pamere."

"as the vast tide Of the bright rocking Ocean sets to shore At the full moon."

"On the breast of that huge Mississippi of falsehood called History, a foam-bell more or less is no consequence."

"Who art thou then, that canst so touch my soul?"

"For a cloud Grew suddenly in Heaven, and darked the sun."

"No horse's cry was that, most like the roar Of some pain'd desert-lion, who all day Hath trail'd the hunter's javelin…"

"And all the Persians knew him, and with shouts Hail’d; but the Tartars knew not who he was."

"Poetry is simply the most beautiful, impressive and wisely effective mode of saying things, and hence its importance."

"An unlopp’d trunk it was, and huge, Still rough; like those which men in treeless plains ... fish from the flooded ri…"

"Girl! nimble with thy feet, not with thy hands! Curl'd minion, dancer, coiner of sweet words!"