Good and bad men are each less so than they seem.
All powerful souls have kindred with each other
Swiftly, swiftly flew the ship, Yet she sailed softly too: Sweetly, sweetly blew the breeze - On me alone it blew.
Prayer is the very highest energy of which the mind is capable.
Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Tranquillity! thou better name Than all the family of Fame.