His faithful dog salutes the smiling guest.
I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.
To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
A man who will not leave his room because he does not know how, or is afraid to open the door, is trapped just the same whether or not the door is locked.
the soul of conversation is sympathy
Beauty's witching sway is now to me a star that's fallen-a dream that's passed away.