I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom," he said to himself, "but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it.
Sleep in peace, and wake in joy.
Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.
We are like the herb which flourisheth most when it is most trampled on.
In listening mood she seemed to stand, The guardian Naiad of the strand.
The chain of friendship, however bright, does not stand the attrition of constant close contact.