Where is the coward that would not dare to fight for such a land as Scotland?

Welcome as the flowers in May.

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

Chess is a sad waste of brains.

You will, I trust, resemble a forest plant, which has indeed, by some accident, been brought up in the greenhouse, and thus rendered delicate and effeminate, but which regains its native firmness and tenacity, when exposed for a season to the winter air.

Discretion is the perfection of reason, and a guide to us in all the duties of life.