The malicious sneer is improperly called laughter.
Good people all, with one accord, Lament for Madam Blaize, Who never wanted a good word From those who spoke her praise.
Hope, like the gleaming taper
Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.
To be poor, and to seem poor, is a certain method never to rise.
We had no revolutions to fear, nor fatigues to undergo; all our adventures were by the fireside, and all our migrations from the blue bed to the brown.