If thou would'st have me sing and play As once I play'd and sung, First take this time-worn lute away, And bring one freshly strung.

Philanthropy, like charity, must begin at home.

Milton almost requires a solemn service of music to be played before you enter upon him. But he brings his music, to which who listen had need bring docile thoughts and purged ears.

A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.

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?

There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.

Do not fold, spindle or mutilate.