All flowers will droop in the absence of the sun that waked their sweets.

Be slow to resolve, but quick in performance.

Not to ask is not be denied.

Seas are the fields of combat for the winds; but when they sweep along some flowery coast, their wings move mildly, and their rage is lost.

Repentance is but want of power to sin.

Home is the sacred refuge of our life.

For danger levels man and brute And all are fellows in their need.