The Only Amarantine Flower On Earth Is

This Fond Attachment To The Well-known Place Whence First We Started Into Life's Long Race, Maintains Its Hold With Such Unfailing Sway, We Feel It E'en In Age, And At Our Latest Day.

Strange As It May Seem, The Most Ludicrous Lines I Ever Wrote Have Been Written In The Saddest Mood.

No, Freedom Has A Thousand Charms To Show That Slaves, Howe'er Contented, Never Know.

The Darkest Day, If You Live Till Tomorrow, Will Have Passed Away.

O, Popular Applause! What Heart Of Man Is Proof Against Thy Sweet, Seducing Charms?