And Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and thee.

Fills The air around with beauty.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Let no man grumble when his friends fall off, As they will do like leaves at the first breeze; When your affairs come round, one way or t'other, Go to the coffee house, and take another.

Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life.

Send me no more reviews of any kind. I will read no more of evil or good in that line. Walter Scott has not read a review of himself for thirteen years .

None are so desolate but something dear, Dearer than self, possesses or possess'd A thought, and claims the homage of a tear.