Clap an extinguisher upon your irony if you are unhappily blessed with a vein of it.

Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?

How often you are irresistibly drawn to a plain, unassuming woman, whose soft silvery tones render her positively attractive! In the social circle, how pleasant it is to hear a woman talk in that low key which always characterizes the true lady. In the sanctuary of home, how such a voice soothes the fretful child and cheers the weary husband!

To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.

In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.

Damn the age. I'll write for antiquity.

Oh for a tongue to curse the slave Whose treason, like a deadly blight, Comes o'er the councils of the brave, And blasts them in their hour of might!