Man marks the earth with ruin - his control stops with the shore.
Then stirs the feeling infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone.
A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.
Sweet is old wine in bottles, ale in barrels.
A legal broom's a moral chimney-sweeper, And that's the reason he himself's so dirty
What want these outlaws conquerors should have but history's purchased page to call them great?