The human voice is the organ of the soul.
Ah! What would the world be to us If the children were no more? We should dread the desert behind us Worse than the dark before.
The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colorless when unbroken.
Midnight! the outpost of advancing day! The frontier town and citadel of night!
Every dew-drop and rain-drop had a whole heaven within it.
A thought often makes us hotter than a fire.