Where hast thou wandered, gentle gale, to find the perfumes thou dost bring?

Where fall the tears of love the rose appears, And where the ground is bright with friendship's tears, Forget-me-not, and violets, heavenly blue, Spring glitte…

Winning isn't everything, but it beats anything in second place.

Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.

Whenever the moon and stars are set, Whenever the wind is high, All night long in the dark and wet, A man goes riding by. Late in the night when the fires are …

Across the silent stream Where the dream-shadows go, From the dim blue Hill of Dream I have heard the west wind blow.

'Whom are you?' he said, for he had been to night school.