Gold--the picklock that never fails.
My dancing days are past.
But married once, a man is stak'd or pown'd, and cannot graze beyond his own hedge.
True dignity is never gained by place, and never lost when honors are withdrawn.
The soul is strong that trusts in goodness.
0 summer friendship, whose flat-tering leaves shadowed us in our prosperity, With the least gust, drop off in the autumn of adversity.