Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.
A eunuch is a man who has had his work cut out for him.
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
Why has a religious turn of mind always a tendency to narrow and harden the heart?
Pleasures are like poppies spread: You seize the flow'r, its bloom is shed.
Critics! Those cut-throat bandits in the paths of fame.