I have heard men talk about the blessings of freedom," he said to himself, "but I wish any wise man would teach me what use to make of it now that I have it.

A glass of good wine is a gracious creature, and reconciles poor mortality to itself and that is what few things can do.

But woe awaits a country when She sees the tears of bearded men.

Profan'd the God-given strength, and marr'd the lofty line.

'Tis an old tale, and often told; But did my fate and wish agree, Ne'er had been read, in story old, Of maiden true betray'd for gold, That loved, or was avenged, like me!

All men who have turned out worth anything have had the chief hand in their own education.

He that climbs the tall tree has won right to the fruit, He that leaps the wide gulf should prevail in his suit.