Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!
True art selects and paraphrases, but seldom gives a verbatim translation.
With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.
Great orators who are not also great writers become very indistinct shadows to the generations following them. The spell vanishes with the voice.
It is the Lord's Day, and I do believe that cheerful hearts and faces are not unpleasant in His sight.
To keep the heart unwrinkled, to be hopeful, kindly, cheerful, reverent that is to triumph over old age.