Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; / Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.

Not all that tempts your wand'ring eyes / And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; / Nor all that glisters, gold.

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.

The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing

What female heart can gold despise? / What cat's averse to fish?

Be good, keep your feet dry, your eyes open, your heart at peace and your soul in the joy of Christ.