Wisdom, sits alone, topmost in heaven: she is its light, its God; and in the heart of man she sits as high, though groveling minds forget her oftentimes, seeing but this world's idols.

I knelt, and with the fervor of a lip unused to the cool breath of reason, told my love.

Flirtation is a circulating library, in which we seldom ask twice for the same volume.

The children of the poor are so apt to look as if the rich would have been over-blest with such! Alas for the angel capabilities, interrupted so soon with care, and with after life so sadly unfulfilled.

We may believe that we shall know each other's forms hereafter; and in the bright fields of the better land call the lost dead to us.

There is no divining-rod whose dip shall tell us at twenty what we shall most relish at thirty.

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart- rendered to God for his goodness.