The further our civilization advances upon its present lines so much the cheaper sort of thing does "fame" become, especially of the literary sort. This species of "fame" a waggish acquaintance says can be manufactured to order, and sometimes is so manufactured.

And the visible world seems formed in love, the invisible spheres were formed in fright.

I would prefer not to.

The terrors of truth and dart of death To faith alike are vain.

The sailor is frankness, the landsman is finesse. Life is not a game with the sailor, demanding the long head

We are only what we are; not what we would be; nor every thing we hope for. We are but a step in a scale, that reaches further above us than below.

Man is a money-making animal, which propensity too often interferes with his benevolence.