Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.

No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man's hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.

Once harm has been done, even a fool understands it.

I am a part of all that I have met. Yet, experience is an arch wherethro gleams that untravl'd world whose margin fades forever and forever when I move.

Miserable mortals who like leaves at one moment flame with life eating the produce of the land and at another moment weakly perish.

There is a fullness of all things, even of sleep and love.

Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.