The pictures placed for ornament and use, The twelve good rules, the royal game of goose.

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe, That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

There is nothing so absurd or ridiculous that has not at some time been said by some philosopher.

Sweet Auburn, loveliest village of the plain.

The heart of every man lies open to the shafts of correction if the archer can take proper aim.

As for disappointing them I should not so much mind; but I can't abide to disappoint myself.

You will always find that those are most apt to boast of national merit, who have little or not merit of their own to depend on . . .