We frolic while 'tis May.
Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.
One principal characteristic of vice in the present age is the contempt of fame.
Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of gratitude.
I shall be but a shrimp of an author.
Ah, tell them they are men!