Only two things in this world so that our souls are deeply shocked First, our brilliant stars overhead, First, our hearts lofty moral laws.

I want to make a difference in the world.

I am what I choose, but I am also what I choose not to be.

In a field by the river my love and I did stand,And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand.She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs;But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears.