Tears are the softening showers which cause the seed of heaven to spring up in the human heart.
A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.
Whose lenient sorrows find relief, whose joys are chastened by their grief.
Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances!
Woman's faith and woman's trust, Write the characters in dust.
November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear.