Who o'er the herd would wish to reign, Fantastic, fickle, fierce, and vain! Vain as the leaf upon the stream, And fickle as a changeful dream; Fantastic as a woman's mood, And fierce as Frenzy's fever'd blood. Thou many-headed monster thing, Oh who would wish to be thy king!

Steady of heart and stout of hand.

Stood for his country's glory fast, And nailed her colors to the mast!

The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.

A sinful heart makes feeble hand.

Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.

The most learned, acute, and diligent student cannot, in the longest life, obtain an entire knowledge of this one volume.