But 't was a maxim he had often tried,
That right was right, and there he would abide."

And took for truth the test of ridicule.

"A great lie is like a great fish on dry land; it may fret and fling and make a frightful bother, but it cannot hurt you. You have only to keep still, and it will die of itself."

"To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent."

"Time has touched me gently in his race,
And left no odious furrows in my face."