Lose the day loitering, 'twill be the same story To-morrow, and the next more dilatory, For indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute! What you can do, or think you can, begin it! Only engage, and then the mind grows heated; Begin it, and the work will be completed.

There is not a single outward mark of courtesy that does not have a deep moral basis.

The true poet is called to take in the splendor of the world and for that reason will always be inclined to praise rather than tofind fault.

Man errs, till he has ceased to strive.

To be active is the primary vocation of man.

As all Nature's thousands changes But one changeless God proclaim; So in Art's wide kingdom ranges One sole meaning still the same: This is Truth, eternal Reason, Which from Beauty takes its dress, And serene through time and season Stands aye in loveliness.

The man with insight enough to admit his limitations comes nearest to perfection.