So softly death succeeded life in her, She did but dream of heaven, and she was there.
Quote by John Dryden
All objects lose by too familiar a view.
And love's the noblest frailty of the mind.
If you be pungent, be brief; for it is with words as with sunbeams -...
Errors like straws upon the surface flow: Who would search for pearls must dive below
Honor is but an empty bubble.
You see through love, and that deludes your sight, As what is straight seems crooked...
To die is landing on some distant shore.
Roused by the lash of his own stubborn tail our lion now will foreign foes...
For, Heaven be thank'd, we live in such an age, when no man dies for...
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; And every little absence is an...
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; and every little absence is an...
Forgiveness to the injured does belong; but they ne'er pardon who have done wrong.
Go miser go, for money sell your soul. Trade wares for wares and trudge from...
Love is love's reward.
For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs...
He who would search for pearls must dive below.
Repentance is but want of power to sin.
War is the trade of Kings.
Either be wholly slaves or wholly free.
Successful crimes alone are justified.