Oh love will make a dog howl in rhyme.
Weep no more, nor sigh, nor groan,
Sorrow calls no time that ‘s gone;
Violets plucked, the sweetest rain
Makes not fresh nor grow again.
Man is his own star; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man
Commands all light, all influence, all fate.
Nothing to him falls early, or too late.
Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.
Topics: Mankind, Man
He who goes to bed, and goes to bed sober,
Falls as the leaves do, and dies in October;
But he who goes to bed, and goes to bed mellow,
Lives as he ought to do, and dies an honest fellow.
Deeds, not words shall speak me.
Go far—too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, Through all your travels; for you’ll find it certain. The poorer and the baser you appear, The more you look through still.
Topics: Possibilities, Potential
He never is alone that is accompanied with noble thoughts.
O woman, perfect woman! what distraction
Was meant to mankind when thou wast made a devil!
The greatest attribute of heaven is mercy;
And ’tis the crown of justice, and the glory …