Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.

Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.

Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory.

Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.

The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.

There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood.

Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.