Oh, the hills shall be a home for me, I'd leave a throne for the home of the free.

Welcome! all hail to thee, / Heart-stirring May! / Thou hast won from my wild harp / A rapturous lay. / And the last dying murmur / That sleeps on the string / Is welcome! All hail to thee, / Welcome, young Spring!

Welcome, all hail to thee! / Welcome, young Spring! / Thy sun-ray is bright / On the butterfly’s wing. / Beauty shines forth / In the blossom-robed trees; / Perfume floats by / On the soft southern breeze.

Inch by inch grows the child till maturity's prime.

every deceased friend is magnet draw us into another world.

An honest man is believed without an oath, for his reputation swears for him.

That charity which longs to publish itself ceases to be charity.

The pains of life serve, by contrast, to multiply enjoyment; they constitute the foil which sets off and heightens the flashing brightness of the gem.

The minds of scholars are libraries; those of antiquaries, lumber-rooms; those of sportsmen, kennels; those of epicures, larders and cellars.

Cruelty constitutes the greatest moral distance at which an intelligent creature can be removed from a God of forbearance and mercy.