He was a man of his times. with one virtue and a thousand crimes. (The Corsair)
The Niobe of nations! there she stands.
Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
The simple Wordsworth . . . / Who, both by precept and example, shows / That prose is verse, and verse is merely prose.
He scratched his ear, the infallible resource to which embarrassed people have recourse.
In England the only homage which they pay to Virtue - is hypocrisy.