My hope, my heaven, my trust must be, My gentle guide, in following thee.
Each age has deemed the new-born year the fittest time for festal cheer.
To be ambitious of true honor, of the true glory and perfection of our natures, is the very principle and incentive of virtue.
And better had they ne'er been born, Who read to doubt, or read to scorn.
...crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.
The man who is deserving the name is the one whose thoughts and exertions are for others rather than for himself.