Few sons are equal to their fathers; most fall short, all too few surpass them.

Be still my heart; thou hast known worse than this.

Immortals are never alien to one another.

I want to be alone with my thought.

Do thou restrain the haughty spirit in thy breast, for better far is gentle courtesy.

down from his brow she ran his curls like thick hyacinth clusters full of blooms

Now what is a wedding? Well, Webster's dictionary describes a wedding as the process of removing weeds from one's garden.