O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.

Many writers upon the science of political economy have declared that it is the duty of a nation first to encourage the creation of wealth and second to direct and control its distribution. All such theories are delusive.

O sweet delusive Noon Which the morning climbs to find O moment sped too soon And morning left behind.

Would it be possible that I should not in any degree succeed? I can scarcely think so. Ah delusive hope how much further wilt thou lead me?