Time turns the old days to derision, Our loves into corpses or wives.
Stately, kindly, lordly friend Condescend Here to sit by me.
Body and spirit are twins: God only knows which is which.
Sleep; and if life was bitter to thee, pardon, If sweet, give thanks; thou hast no more to live; And to give thanks is good, and to forgive.
The highest spiritual quality, the noblest property of mind a man can have, is this of loyalty.
To wipe off the froth of falsehood from the foaming lips of inebriated virtue, when fresh from the sexless orgies of morality and reeling from the delirious riot of religion, may doubtless be a charitable office.