Stars of the summer night!

Dreams of the summer night! Tell her, her lover keeps Watch! while in slumbers light She sleeps.

Never here, forever there, Where all parting, pain, and care, And death, and time shall disappear,— Forever there, but never here! The horologe of Eternity Sayeth this incessantly,—

They are dead; but they live in each Patriot's breast, And their names are engraven on honor's bright crest.

Music is the universal language of mankind — poetry their universal pastime and delight.

She floats upon the river of his thoughts.

I shot an arrow into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where.