O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!

It is more difficult to look upon victory than upon battle.

What skilful limner e'er would choose To paint the rainbow's varying hues, Unless to mortal it were given To dip his brush in dyes of heaven?

To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.

The schoolmaster is termed, classically, Ludi Magister, because he deprives boys of their play.

He hath a share of man's intelligence, but no share of man's falsehood.

It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.