An injudicious and malignant enemy often serves the cause he means to injure; but a feeble friend never attains that end.

I never saw daffodils so beautiful. They grew among the mossy stones about and above them; some rested their heads upon these stones, as on a pillow, for weariness.

The moonlight lay upon the hills like snow.

I've been a dweller on the plains, have sighed when summer days were gone; No more I'll sigh; for winter here Hath gladsome gardens of his own.

An injudicious and malignant enemy often serves the cause he means to injure; but a feeble friend never attains that end.

Scotland is the country above all others that I have seen, in which a man of imagination may carve out his own pleasures; there are so many inhabited solitudes.

The moon shone like herrings in the water.