The sun's sweet ray is hovering discovered.
From every Englishman emanates a kind of gas, the deadly choke-damp of boredom.
Never let a fool kiss you, or a kiss fool you. Oh, what lies there are in kisses!
The swan, like the soul of the poet, By the dull world is ill understood.
The men of the past had convictions, while we moderns have only opinions.
Pretty women without religion are like flowers without perfume.