Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

The hours we pass with happy prospects in view are more pleasing than those crowded with fruition.

As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the storm,- Though round its breast the rolling clouds are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.

The nakedness of the indigent world may be clothed from the trimmings of the vain.

When any one of our relations was found to be a person of a very bad character, a troublesome guest, or one we desired to get rid of, upon his leaving my house I ever took care to lend him a riding-coat, or a pair of boots, or sometimes a horse of small value, and I always had the satisfaction of finding he never came back to return them.

Where wealth accumulates, men decay.

And his best riches, ignorance of wealth.