Eternity forbids thee to forget.
Pure friendship’s well-feigned blush.
Since Eve ate the apple, much depends on dinner.
They truly mourn, that mourn without a witness.
Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.
The law of heaven and earth is life for life.
Rough Johnson, the great moralist.
I have a passion for the name of “Mary,” For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be.
Shelley is truth itself and honour itself notwithstanding his out-of-the-way notions about religion.
Dead scandals form good subjects for dissection.
Of all tales ’tis the saddest – and more sad, Because it makes us smile.
When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; And when Rome falls – the World.
I only know we loved in vain; I only feel-farewell! farewell!
Maidens, like moths, are ever caught, by glare, And Mammon wins his way where seraphs might despair.
My hair is grey, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men’s have grown from sudden fears.
I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour’s gone by When Albion’s lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.
No words suffice the secret soul to show, For truth denies all eloquence to woe.
I die but first I have possessed, And come what may, I have been blessed.
A thirst for gold, The beggar’s vice, which can but overwhelm The meanest hearts.
Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.