The wild-flower wreath of feeling, the sunbeam of the heart.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

And thou art terrible--the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier; And all we know, or dream, or fear Of agony, are thine.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

What is man's love? His vows are broke even while his parting kiss is warm.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

It is a rich storehouse for those who love quotations. It is as full of fine bon mots as a Christmas pudding is full of plums.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

I sorrow that all fair things must decay.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

Beauty,--the fading rainbow's pride.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

This bank-note world.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

Ere the dolphin dies Its hues are brightest. Like an infant's breath Are tropic winds before the voice of death.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck

Green be the turf above thee, Friend of my better days! None knew thee but to love thee, Nor named thee but to praise.

- Fitz-Greene Halleck