Are we aware of our obligations to a mob? It is the mob that labor in your fields and serve in your houses - that man your navy, and recruit your army - that have enabled you to defy the world, and can also defy you when neglect and calamity have driven them to despair. You may call the people a mob; but do not forget that a mob too often speaks the sentiments of the people.

Oh, talk not to me of a name great in story; The days of our youth are the days of our glory; And the myrtle and ivy of sweet two-and-twenty Are worth all your laurels, though ever so plenty.

I deny nothing, but doubt everything.

The dew of compassion is a tear.

So much alarmed that she is quite alarming

And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.

I doubt sometimes whether a quiet and unagitated life would have suited me - yet I sometimes long for it.