What is life without the radiance of love?

The iron chain and the silken cord are both equally bonds.

Without a home must the soldier go, a changeful wanderer, and can warm himself at no home-lit hearth.

I know that we often tremble at an empty terror; yet the false fancy brings a real misery.

Fate hath no voice but the heart's impulse.

Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!

I have enjoyed the happiness of the world; I have loved.