Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.
It is wonderful what strength of purpose and boldness and energy of will are roused by the assurance that we are doing our duty.
Hail to the Chief who in triumph advances!
Commend me to sterling honesty though clad in rags.
We build statues out of snow, and weep to see them melt.
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.