Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary.

Oh! Duty is an icy shadow. It will freeze you. It cannot fill the heart's sanctuary.

If a man's innate self-respect will not save him from habitual, disgusting intoxication, all the female influences in the universe would not avail. Man's will, like woman's, is stronger than the affection, and, once subjugated by vice, all eternal influences will be futile.

Oh, Duty is an icy shadow!

All things are dark to sorrow.

Life does not count by years. Some suffer a lifetime in a day, and so grow old between the rising and the setting of the sun.

Oh! what a luxury it is to weep, / And find in tears a sad relief!