Men have their intellectual ancestry, and the likeness of some one of them is forever unexpectedly flashing out in the features of a descendant, it may be after a gap of several centuries. In the parliament of the present every man represents a constituency of the past.

What a man pays for bread and butter is worth its market value, and no more. What he pays for love's sake is gold indeed, which has a lure for angels' eyes, and rings well upon God's touchstone.

The snow had begun in the gloaming, and busily all the night had been heaping field and highway with a silence deep and white.

Beauty hath no true glass, except it be in the sweet privacy of loving eyes.

Dear common flower, that grow'st beside the way, Fringing the dusty road with harmless gold, First pledge of blithesome May, Which children pluck, and, full of pride uphold.

Comparative criticism teaches us that moral and aesthetic defects are more nearly related than is commonly supposed.

The nunneries of silent nooks, the murmured longing of the wood.