Love is the only gold.

“Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,The flying cloud, the frosty light;The ye…”

“But in her web she still delightsTo weave the mirror’s magic sights,For often t…”

“The EagleHe clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely land…”

“Ah my God, what might I not have made of thy fair world, had I but loved thy hi…”