A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.

Wisdom sits with children round her knees.

To character and success, two things, contradictory as they may seem, must go together... humble dependence on God and manly reliance on self.

Take the sweet poetry of life away, and what remains behind?

Whether we be young or old,Our destiny, our being's heart and home,Is with infinitude, and only there;With hope it is, hope that can never die,Effort and expectation, and desire,And something evermore about to be.

Elysian beauty, melancholy grace, Brought from a pensive though a happy place.

Often have I sighed to measure By myself a lonely pleasure,- Sighed to think I read a book, Only read, perhaps, by me.