Far over misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To find our long-forgotten gold.

“For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the S…”

“All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old tha…”

“Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars.”

“And she looked at him and saw the grave tenderness in his eyes, and yet knew, f…”