Strength may wield the ponderous spade, May turn the clod, and wheel the compost home; But elegance, chief grace the garden shows, And most attractive, is the fair result Of thought, the creature of a polished mind.
[My kitten] is dressed in a tortoise-shell suit, and I know you will delight in her.
Grief is itself a medicine.
Absence of proof is not proof of absence.
O Winter, ruler of the inverted year!
What is there in the vale of lifeHalf so delightful as a wife;When friendship, love and peace combineTo stamp the marriage-bond divine?