A happy youth, and their old age Is beautiful and free.
The oldest man he seemed that ever wore grey hairs.
One with more of soul in his face than words on his tongue.
In modern business it is not the crook who is to be feared most, it is the honest man who doesn't know what he is doing.
Shalt show us how divine a thing A woman may be made.
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting; The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star, Hath had elsewhere its setting, And cometh from afar.