A lively faith will bear aloft the mind, and leave the luggage of good works behind.

Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took; Friends to congratulate their friends made haste, And long inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd.

Even victors are by victories undone.

He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.

He made all countries where he came his own.

These are the effects of doting age,--vain doubts and idle cares and over caution.

All habits gather by unseen degrees.