All our pride is but a jest. None are worst and none are best. Grief and hope and joy and fear Play their pageant everywhere.

Follow thy fair sun, unhappy shadow.

A prudent pharmacist often vends something for your complaint. But wine merchant you do this invariably.

Let now the chimneys blaze And cups o'erflow with wine; Let well-tuned words amaze With harmony divine.

All our pride is but a jest. None are worst and none are best. Grief and hope and joy and fear Play their pageant everywhere.

Beauty is not beauty without love.

Never weather-beaten sail more willing bent to shore.