The old order changeth, yielding place to new, and god fulfills himself in many ways, lest one good custom should corrupt the world.
A day may sink or save a realm.
We are all a part of every person we have ever met.
As the husband is, the wife is.
Queen rose of the rosebud garden of girls.
O hark,O hear! how thin and clear And thinner, clearer, farther going! O sweet and far from cliff and scar The horns of Elfland faintly blowing! Blow, let us hear the purple glens replying: Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.