If the mind, that rules the body, ever so far forgets itself as to trample on its slave, the slave is never generous enough to forgive the injury, but will rise and smite the oppressor.

The bravest are the tenderest.

A noble type of good. Heroic womanhood.

Softly the evening came /with the sunset/.

If you once understand an author's character, the comprehension of his writings becomes easy.

Sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great.

The Helicon of too many poets is not a hill crowned with sunshine and visited by the Muses and the Graces, but an old, mouldering house, full of gloom and haunted by ghosts.