One hour of life, crowded to the full with glorious action, and filled with noble risks, is worth whole years of those mean observances of paltry decorum, in which men steal through existence, like sluggish waters through a marsh, without either honor or observation.

Call it not vain: they do not err Who say that when the poet dies Mute Nature mourns her worshipper, And celebrates his obsequies.

Some feelings are to mortals given With less of earth in them than heaven.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.

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

Mystery has great charms for womanhood.