Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.

Here I stand the perpetrator of the crime--turn then your sword
on me.

Here I stand the perpetrator of the crime--turn then your sword
on me.

The cautious wolf fears the pit, the hawk regards with suspicion
the snare laid for her, and the fish read more

The cautious wolf fears the pit, the hawk regards with suspicion
the snare laid for her, and the fish the hook in its concealment.

Drought never brought dearth.

Drought never brought dearth.

Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.

Light may come where all looks darkest,
Hope hath life, when life seems o'er.

A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in
his own house.

A prophet is not without honour, save in his own country, and in
his own house.

The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.

The pleasure of what we enjoy is lost by coveting more.

As many men as there are existing, so many are their different
pursuits.

As many men as there are existing, so many are their different
pursuits.

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?

Hath not thy rose a canker, Somerset?
Hath not thy rose a thorn, Plantagenet?