Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again; but if once cracked can never be repaired.

Good wine needs neither bush nor preface to make it welcome. And they drank the red wine through the helmet barr'd.

Tell that to the marines - the sailors won't believe it.

The summer dawn's reflected hue To purple changed Lock Katrine blue, Mildly and soft the western breeze Just kiss'd the lake, just stirr'd the trees, And the pleased lake, like maiden coy, Trembled but dimpled not for joy.

To the timid and hesitating everything is impossible because it seems so.

If a faultless poem could be produced, I am satisfied it would tire the critics themselves; and annoy the whole reading world with the spleen.

Faces that have charmed us the most escape us the soonest.