Nature, in giving tears to man, confessed that he Had a tender heart; this is our noblest quality.
No wicked man knows happiness, and least of all the seducer of others.
The same dish cooked over and over again wears out the irksome life of the teacher.
The abuse of cabmen in a block.
When your armour is on, it is too late to retreat.
Drooping along the ground the vine misses its widowed elm.