From hyperborean skies Embodied dark, what clouds of vandals rise.

Whenever a snowflake leaves the sky, it turns and turns to say Good-by!

Order is heaven's first law.

The world forgetting, by the world forgot.

Genius creates, and taste preserves. Taste is the good sense of genius; without taste, genius is only sublime folly.

To be angry is to revenge the faults of others on ourselves.