The nearest friends can go With anyone to death, comes so far short They might as well not try to go at all.

The land was ours before we were the land's. She was our land more than a hundred years Before we were her people.

There never was any heart truly great and generous, that was not also tender and compassionate.

To be a poet is a condition, not a profession.

There is little much beyond the grave, but the strong are saying nothing until they see.

So when at times the mob is swayed To carry praise or blame too far, We may choose something like a star To stay our minds on and be staid.

The best way for a person to have happy thoughts is to count his blessings and not his cash. Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.