Since all the maids are good and lovable, from whence come the bad wives?

I have been trying all my life to like Scotchmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair.

From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.

Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I 've seen my fondest hopes decay; I never loved a tree or flower But 't was the first to fade away. I never nurs'd a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well And love me, it was sure to die.

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

How I like to be liked, and what I do to be liked!

My theory is to enjoy life, but my practice is against it.