Brandy and water spoils two good things.
May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.
Damn the age. I'll write for antiquity.
Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o'er sea or land we roam?
Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people.
Sassafras wood boiled down to a kind of tea, and tempered with an infusion of milk and sugar hath to some a delicacy beyond the China luxury.