There is nothing like the sight of an old enemy down on his luck.

To an old father, nothing is more sweet than a daughter. Boys are more spirited, but their ways are not so tender.

Good and bad may not be dissevered; There is, as there should be, a commingling.

Light be the earth upon you, lightly rest.

Bodies devoid of mind are as statues in the market place.

Where there is no wine there is no love.

I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness; once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.