Thomas Buchanan Read quotes:

Under his spurning feet, the road Like an arrowly alpine river flowed And the landscape sped away behind Like an ocean flying before the wind....

My soul to-day Is far away Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.

I hate the sin, but I love the sinner.

All in their lifetime carve their own soul's statue.

Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another.

The heavens are full of floating mysteries.