Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold!
Coquetry is the champagne of love.
Apothegms form a short cut to much knowledge.
I saw old autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like silence, listening To silence.
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.
O men with sisters dear, O men with mothers and wives, It is not linen you 're wearing out, But human creatures' lives!