There are some feelings time cannot benumb, Nor torture shake.

Near this spot are deposited the remains of one who possessed beauty without vanity, strength without insolence, courage without ferocity, and all the virtues of man, without his vices. This praise, which would be unmeaning flattery if inscribed over human ashes, is but a just tribute to the memory of Botswain, a dog.

The devil hath not, in all his quiver's choice, An arrow for the heart like a sweet voice.

He was a man of his times. with one virtue and a thousand crimes. (The Corsair)

I slept and dreamt that life was beauty; I woke and found that life was duty.

When people say, "I've told you fifty times," They mean to scold, and very often do; When poets say, "I've written fifty rhymes," They make you dread that they'll recite them too; In gangs of fifty, thieves commit their crimes; At fifty love for love is rare, 't is true, but then, no doubt, it equally as true is, a good deal may be bought for fifty Louis.

Champagne with its foaming whirls/As white as Cleopatra's pearls.