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.

A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year.

The sports of children satisfy the child.

Our chief comforts often produce our greatest anxieties, and the increase in our possessions is but an inlet to new disquietudes.

A volcano may be considered as a cannon of immense size.

Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can, An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man.

He makes a very handsome corpse and becomes his coffin prodigiously.