And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.
What a strange scene if the surge of conversation could suddenly ebb like the tide, and show us the real state of people's minds.
Respect was mingled with surprise, And the stern joy which warriors feel In foemen worthy of their steel.
Success - keeping your mind awake and your desire asleep.
As long as the Fates permit, live cheerfully.
Heap on more wood! - the wind is chill; But let it whistle as it will, We'll keep our Christmas merry still.