And all the air is filled with pleasant noise of waters

Softly the evening came /with the sunset/.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

The student has his Rome, his Florence, his whole glowing Italy, within the four walls of his library. He has in his books the ruins of an antique world and the glories of a modern one.

Fair words gladden so many a heart.

Love makes its record in deeper colors as we grow out of childhood into manhood.

The men that women marry, And why they marry them, will always be A marvel and a mystery to the world.