Lived in his saddle, loved the chase, the course, And always, ere he mounted, kiss'd his horse.

No wild enthusiast could rest, till half the world like him was possessed.

A teacher should be sparing of his smile.

Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appear'd, And ages ere the Mantuan swan was heard: To carry nature lengths unknown before, To give a Milton birth, ask'd ages more.

England, with all thy faults I love thee still, My country!

How happy it is to believe, with a steadfast assurance, that our petitions are heard even while we are making them; and how delightful to meet with a proof of it in the effectual and actual grant of them.

Meditation here may think down hours to moments. Here the heart may give a useful lesson to the head and learning wiser grow without his books.