Man marks the earth with ruin - his control stops with the shore.

Where there is mystery, it is generally suspected there must also be evil.

Prolonged endurance tames the bold.

All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.

Twas twilight, and the sunless day went down Over the waste of waters; like a veil, Which, if withdrawn, would but disclose the frown Of one whose hate is mask'd but to assail.

They say that Hope is happiness But genuine Love must prize the past; And Mem'ry wakes the thoughts that bless: They rose first -- they set the last. And all that mem'ry loves the most Was once our only hope to be: And all that hope adored and lost Hath melted into memory. Alas! It is delusion all-- The future cheats us from afar: Nor can we be what we recall, Nor dare we think on what we are.

There's not a sea the passenger e'er pukes in, Turns up more dangerous breakers than the Euxine.