This Is To Be Mortal,

I Have No Consistency, Except In Politics; And That Probably Arises From My Indifference To The Subject Altogether.

I Had A Dream, Which Was Not At All A Dream.

Father Of Light! Great God Of Heaven! Hear'st Thou The Accents Of Despair? Can Guilt Like Man's Be E'er Forgiven? Can Vice Atone For Crimes By Prayer.

Tyranny Is For The Worst Of Treasons.

When Falls The Coliseum, Rome Shall Fall; And When Rome Falls--the World.