The biggest bore of all is he who is overflowing with congratulations

Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.

Ben Battle was a soldier bold, and used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, so he laid down his arms.

I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.

When Eve upon the first of Men The apple press'd with specious cant, Oh! what a thousand pities then That Adam was not Adamant!

A moment's thinking is an hour in words.

And there is even a happiness That makes the heart afraid.