He wants worth who dares not praise a foe.

But love's a malady without a cure.

Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

For all have not the gift of martyrdom.

He was exhaled; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.

All, as they say, that glitters is not gold.