Had I a heart for falsehood framed, I ne'er could injure you.

I ne'er could any lustre see In eyes that would not look on me; I ne'er saw nectar on a lip But where my own did hope to sip.

That old man dies prematurely whose memory records no benefits conferred. They only have lived long who have lived virtuously.

An apothecary should never be out of spirits.

He is the very pineapple of politeness.

Mr. Speaker. I said the honorable member was a liar it is true and I am sorry for it. The honorable member may place the punctuation where he pleases.

When delicate and feeling souls are separated, there is not a feature in the sky, not a movement of the elements, not an aspiration of the breeze, but hints some cause for a lover's apprehension.