Let the character as it began be preserved to the last; and let it be consistent with itself.
The lofty pine is oftenest shaken by the winds; High towers fall with a heavier crash; And the lightning strikes the highest mountain.
Mountains will go into labour, and a silly little mouse will be born.
Poets wish to profit or to please.
A pauper in the midst of wealth.
It is not every man that can afford to go to Corinth.