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?
The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed!
Treason seldom dwells with courage.
Affection can withstand very severe storms of vigor, but not a long polar frost of indifference.
Ridicule often checks what is absurd, and fully as often smothers that which is noble.
A few drops sprinkled on the torch of love make the flame blaze the brighter.