Toil Is The True Knight's Pastime.

After All, There Is Such A Thing As Looking Like A Gentleman. There Are Men Whose Class No Dirt Or Rags Can Hide, Any More Than They Could Ulysses. I Have Seen Such Men In Plenty Among Workmen, Too; But, On The Whole, The Gentleman--by Whom I Do Not Mean Just Now The Rich--have The Superiority In That Point. But Not, Please God, Forever. Give Us The Same Air, Water, Exercise, Education, Good Society, And You Will See Whether This "haggardness," This "coarseness" (etc., For The List Is Too Long To Specify), Be An Accident, Or A Property, Of The Man Of The People.

It Is Only The Great Hearted Who Can Be True Friends. The Mean And Cowardly, Can Never Know What True Friendship Means.

Some Say That The Age Of Chivalry Is Past, That The Spirit Of Romance Is Dead. The Age Of Chivalry Is Never Past, So Long As There Is A Wrong Left Unredressed On Earth.

The World Goes Up And The World Goes Down, The Sunshine Follows The Rain; And Yesterday's Sneer And Yesterday's Frown Can Never Come Over Again.

For To Be Discontented With The Divine Discontent, And To Be Ashamed With The Noble Shame, Is The Very Germ And First Upgrowth Of All Virtue.