For deadly fear can time outgo, and blanch at once the hair.

In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the river Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest, covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster.

come he slow or come he fast it is but death that comes at last

And love is loveliest when embalm'd in tears.

The misery of keeping a dog is his dying so soon. But, to be sure, if he lived for fifty years and then died, what would become of me?

Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.

Breathes there the man with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land.