Sunset and evening star, And one clear call for me! And may there be no moaning of the bar When I put out to sea.
The folly of all follies is to be love sick for a shadow.
The long day wanes; the slow moon climbs the deep.
That man's the best cosmopolite Who loves his native country best.
Let observation with extended observation observe extensively.
Those who depend on the merits of their ancestors may be said to search in the roots of the tree for those fruits which the branches ought to produce.