A willing heart adds feather to the heel.
I have seen the day, when, if a man made himself ridiculous, the world would laugh at him. But now, everything that is mean, disgusting, and absurd, pleases them but so much the better!
A woman is seldom roused to great and courageous exertion but when something most dear to her is in immediate danger.
Half-uttered praise is to the curious mind, as to the eye half-veiled beauty is, more precious than the whole.
If my heart were not light, I would die.
Tis ever thus: indulgence spoils the base;
Raising up pride, and lawless turbulence,
Like noxious vapors from the fulsome marsh
When morning shines upon it.
I believe this earth on which we stand is but the vestibule to glorious mansions through which a moving crowd forever press.
But woman's grief is like a summer storm, Short as it violent is.
Words of affection, howsoe'er expressed, The latest spoken still are deem'd the best.
Busy work brings after ease; Ease brings sport and sport brings rest; For young and old, of all degrees, The mingled lot is best.
The strength of man sinks in the hour of trial; but there doth live a Power that to the battle girdeth the weak.
The tyrant now Trusts not to men: nightly within his chamber The watch-dog guards his couch, the only friend He now dare trust.
O lovely Sisters! is it true That they are all inspired by you, And write by inward magic charm'd, And high enthusiasm warm'd?
Think'st thou there are no serpents in the world But those who slide along the grassy sod, And sting the luckless foot that presses them? There are who in the path of social life Do bask their spotted skins in Fortune's sun, And sting the soul.
I wish I were with some of the wild people that run in the woods, and know nothing about accomplishments!
Ah! happy is the man whose early lot Hath made him master of a furnish'd cot; Who trains the vine that round his window grows, And after setting sun his garden hoes; Whose wattled pails his own enclosure shield, Who toils not daily in another's field.
It is so seldom that a young fellow has any inclination for the company of an old man. . .
Men's actions to futurity appear but as the events to which they are conjoined do give them consequence.
I am as one
Who doth attempt some lofty mountain's height,
And having gained what to the upcast eye
The summit's point appear'd, astonished sees
Its cloudy top, majestic and enlarged,
Towering aloft, as distant as before.
The mind doth shape itself to its own wants, and can bear all things.
There is a sight all hearts beguiling--
A youthful mother to her infant smiling,
Who with spread arms and dancing feet,
A cooing voice, returns its answer sweet.
O mysterious Night! thou art not silent; many tongues halt thou.
A good man's prayers will from the deepest dungeon climb heaven's height, and bring a blessing down.
I can bear scorpion's stings, tread fields of fire, in frozen gulfs of cold eternal lie, be tossed aloft through tracts of endless void, but cannot live in shame.
Stand there, damn'd meddling villain, and be silent;
For if thou utt'rest but a single word,
A cough or hem, to cross me in my speech,
I'll send thy cursed spirit from the earth,
To bellow with the damn'd!
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