One lamp โ thy motherโs love โ amid the stars Shall lift its pure flame changeless, and before The throne of God, burn through eternity - Holy โ as it was lit and lent thee here.
Nathaniel Parker WillisA flirt is like a dipper attached to a hydrant; every one is at liberty to drink from it, but no one desires to carry it away.
Nathaniel Parker WillisThe Italians say that a beautiful woman by her smiles draws tears from our purse.
Nathaniel Parker WillisThe expressive word "quiet" defines the dress, manners, bow, and even physiognomy of every true denizen of St. James and Bond street.
Nathaniel Parker Willis