The death-bed of a day, how beautiful!

Come watch with me the shaft of fire that glows In yonder West: the fair, frail palaces, The fading Alps and archipelagoes, And great cloud-continents of sunset-seas.

Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.

There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence.

The sole equality on earth is death

Who never doubted, never half believed. Where doubt there truth is--'tis her shadow.