"We swing ungirded hips, And lightened are our eyes. The rain is on our lips, We do not run for prize."

"And we run because we like it Through the broad bright land."

"Yes! I could find some comfort in the thought Of being scourged, Were there but hope that this defiling sin Which mar…"

"O to be like my Lord! Yet must I be Mine own self too, And to the nature He bestowed on me Be frankly true.The olive …"

"The devout and politically free inhabitant of New England is a kind of Laocoön who makes not the least effort to esca…"

"There is a sort of republican plainness and simplicity in their address, quite in harmony with the institutions of th…"

"The process in England...is to ring for the chambermaid; but in America there are no bells, and no chambermaids. You …"

"Minnie, I canna caa my wheel, or spin the oo or twine the tweel. It's luve a laddie whammles me. Ech, the wanchancie …"

"Deid sall ye ligg, and ne'er a memorie sall onie hain, or ae regret for ye, sin that ye haena roses o Pierie. In Hade…"

"Caller rain frae abune reeshles amang the epple-trees: the leaves are soughan wi the breeze, and sleep faas drappan d…"