A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the game.

Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.

He who hath not a dram of folly in his mixture hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition.

I never knew an enemy to puns who was not an ill-natured man.

In every thing that relates to science, I am a whole Encyclopaedia behind the rest of the world.

I allow no hot-beds in the gardens of Parnassus.

I toiled after it, sir, as some men toil after virtue.