I heard the bells on Christmas Day; their old familiar carols play, and wild and sweet the word repeat of peace on earth, good-will to men! |
I know a maiden fair to see, / Take care! / She can both false and friendly be, / Beware! Beware! |
I shot an arrow in the air, / It fell to earth, I know not where. |
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where; For, who has sight so keen and strong That it can follow the flight of song? Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroken; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend. |
I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where (The Arrow and the Song) |
I stay a little longer, as one stays, to cover up the embers that still burn. |
I stood on the bridge at midnight, / As the clocks were striking the hour. |
I venerate old age; and I love not the man who can look without emotion upon the sunset of life, when the dusk of evening begins to gather over the watery eye, and the shadows of twilight grow broader and deeper upon the understanding. |
If I am not worth the wooing, I am surely not worth the winning. |
If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility |
If you only knock long enough and loud enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody. |
If you would hit the mark, you must aim a little above it; every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth. |
In character, in manner, in style, in all things, the supreme excellence is simplicity. |
In ourselves are triumph and defeat. |
In this world, a man must either be anvil or hammer |