I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history.
Eagles commonly fly alone. They are crows, daws, and starlings that flock together.
How tedious is a guilty conscience!
See, the curse of children! In life they keep us frequently in tears, And in the cold grave leave us in pale fears.
Ambition, madam, is a great man's madness.
I have long served virtue, And never ta'en wages of her.