Gone before To that unknown and silent shore.
Merit, God knows, is very little rewarded.
How I like to be liked, and what I do to be liked!
Damn the age. I'll write for antiquity.
Is it a stale remark to say that I have constantly found the interest excited at a playhouse to bear an exact inverse proportion to the price paid for admission?
I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.