To one who has been long in city pent, ’Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
Stop and consider! life is but a day
Conversation is not a search after knowledge, but an endeavor at effect.
Works of genius are the first things in the world.
It keeps eternal whisperings around desolate shores
Death is Life's high meed.