A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

. . . what a burning shame it is that many of the pieces on the subject of slavery and the slave trade, contained in different school books, have been lost sight of, or been subject to the pruning knife of the slaveholding expurgatorial system!

I say with Didacus Stella, a dwarf standing on the shoulders of a giant may see farther than a giant himself

Like Aesop's fox, when he had lost his tail, would have all his fellow foxes cut off theirs

Most part of a lover's life is full of agony, anxiety, fear and grief, complaints, sighs, suspicions, and cares (heigh-ho my heart is woe), full of silence and irksome solitariness

Be not solitary, be not idle