Englands genius filled all measureOf heart and soul, of strength and pleasure,Gave to the mind its emperor,And life was larger than before:Nor sequent centuries could hitOrbit and sum of Shakespeares wit. The men who lived with him becamePoets, for the air was fame.

Circumstance does not make the man. Circumstance reveals man to himself.

Sport is the bloom and glow of a perfect health. The great will not condescend to take anything seriously; all must be as gay as the song of a canary, though it were the building of cities, or the eradication of old and foolish churches and nations, which have cumbered the earth long thousands of years.

Life is a perpetual instruction in cause and effect.

If we tire of the saints, Shakspeare is our city of refuge.

Eloquence must be grounded on the plainest narrative.

A Gothic cathedral affirms that it was done by us and not done by us.