I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women, And pity lovers rather more than seamen.

The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own with beings brighter than have been, and give a breath to forms which can outlive all flesh.

You gave me the key to your heart, my love, then why did you make me knock?

I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.

Lord of himself; that heritage of woe!

Marriage, from love, like vinegar from wine-- A sad, sour sober beverage--by time Is sharpened from its high celestial flavor Down to a very homely household savor.

What opposite discoveries we have seen! (Signs of true genius, and of empty pockets.) One makes new noses, one a guillotine, One breaks your bones, one sets them in their sockets; But vaccination certainly has been A kind antithesis to Congreve's rockets.