Love is the only gold.

And Thought leapt out to wed with Thought Ere Thought could wed itself with Speech.

Cricket, however, has more in it than mere efficiency. There is something called the spirit of cricket, which cannot be defined.

Forgive! How many will say, forgive, and find a sort of absolution in the sound to hate a little longer!

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.

What rights are those that dare not resist for them?

Things seen are mightier than things heard.