Affection can withstand very severe storms of vigor, but not a long polar frost of indifference.

He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."

Soldier, rest! Thy warfare o'er.

Land of my sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand!

We shall never learn to feel and respect our real calling and destiny, unless we have taught ourselves to consider every thing as moonshine, compared with the education of the heart.

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

Sordid selfishness doth contract and narrow our benevolence, and cause us, like serpents, to infold ourselves within ourselves, and to turn out our stings to the entire world besides.