But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men.

I like a highland friend who will stand by me not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.

The paths of virtue, though seldom those of worldly greatness, are always those of pleasantness and peace.

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."

Fortune may raise up or abuse the ordinary mortal, but the sage and the soldier should have minds beyond her control.

We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.

Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.