The summer dawn's reflected hue To purple changed Lock Katrine blue, Mildly and soft the western breeze Just kiss'd the lake, just stirr'd the trees, And the pleased lake, like maiden coy, Trembled but dimpled not for joy.

In listening mood she seemed to stand, The guardian Naiad of the strand.

Adversity is, to me at least, a tonic and a bracer.

Saint George and the Dragon!-Bonny Saint George for Merry England!-The castle is won!

Faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.

I did not myself set a high estimation on wealth, and had the affectation of most young men of lively imagination, who suppose that they can better dispense with the possession of money, than resign their time and faculties to the labour necessary to acquire it.

One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name