"A flirt is like a dipper attached to a hydrant; every one is at liberty to drink from it, but no one desires to carry it away."
"The night is made for tenderness,--so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music,--and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs and on the lip made holy."
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Source: Nathaniel Parker Willis, Henry Llewellyn Williams (1832). “Poems of Nathaniel Parker Willis ...”, p.339
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