He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."

Tears are the softening showers which cause the seed of heaven to spring up in the human heart.

A ruin should always be protected but never repaired - thus may we witness full the lingering legacies of the past.

Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.

One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.

Woman's faith and woman's trust, Write the characters in dust.

For deadly fear can time outgo, and blanch at once the hair.