He cast off his friends as a huntsman his pack, For he knew when he pleas'd he could whistle them back.

The ingratitude of the world can never deprive us of the conscious happiness of having acted with humanity ourselves.

Like the bee, we should make our industry our amusement.

The watch-dog's voice that bay'd the whispering wind, And the loud laugh that spoke the vacant mind.

You, that are going to be married, think things can never be done too fast: but we that are old, and know what we are about, must elope methodically, madam.

As for murmurs, mother, we grumble a little now and then, to be sure; but there's no love lost between us.

As writers become more numerous, it is natural for readers to become more indolent; whence must necessarily arise a desire of attaining knowledge with the greatest possible ease.