In pain is a new time born.

When I spoke, I was listened to; and I was at a loss to know how I had so easily acquired the art of commanding attention, and giving the tone to the conversation.

In pain is a new time born.

In this watering-place I acted an heroic character, badly studied; and being a novice on such a stage, I forgot my part before a pair of lovely blue eyes.

Because it appears to me a hazardous thing to exchange my soul for my shadow.

All possible means were used by the infatuated parents to conclude the bargain; and deception put an end to these usual artifices.

What use would wings be to a man bound in iron fetters? They would only drive him to even greater despair.