The necessity for external government to man is in an inverse ratio to the vigor of his self-government. Where the last is most complete, the first is least wanted. Hence, the more virtue the more liberty.

A noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.

The history of man for the nine months preceding his birth would, probably, be far more interesting and contain events of greater moment than all the three score and ten years that follow it.

There is nothing insignificant-nothing.

The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside.

A sight to dream of, not to tell!

The love of indolence is universal, or next to it.