Love, free as air at sight of human ties, Spreads his light wings, and in a moment flies.

The infant, on opening his eyes, ought to see his country, and to the hour of his death never lose sight of it. [Fr., Un enfant en ouvrant ses yeux doit voir la patrie, et jusqu'a la mort ne voir qu'elle.]

Who dare to love their country, and be poor.

For fools rush in where angels fear to tread

What dire offence from am'rous causes springs,
What mighty contests rise from trivial things,...

No woman ever hates a man for being in love with her, but many a woman hate a man for being a friend to her.