| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 692ac4a | A rosebud set with little wilful thorns,And sweet as English air could make her, she. | The Princess (poem) | ||
| 2d3c5f6 | You wrong yourselves -- the woman is so hardUpon the woman. | The Princess (poem) | ||
| 06f4114 | Now lies the Earth all Danae to the stars,And all thy heart lies open unto me. | The Princess (poem) | ||
| 73d01dd | Like perfect music unto noble words. | The Princess (poem) |