What a strange thing is man! And what a stranger is woman.
All who joy would win must share it. Happiness was born a Twin.
Then, fare thee well, deceitful Maid!
The art of angling, the cruelest, the coldest and the stupidest of pretended sports.
Land of lost gods and godlike men.
I really cannot know whether I am or am not the Genius you are pleased to call me, but I am very willing to put up with the mistake, if it be one.