Let us depart! the universal sun Confines not to one land his blessed beams; Nor is man rooted, like a tree, whose seed, the winds on some ungenial soil have cast there, where it cannot prosper.

Three things a wise man will not trust, The wind, the sunshine of an April day, And woman's plighted faith.

Affliction is not sent in vain, young man, from that good God, who chastens whom he loves.

That charity is bad which takes from independence its proper pride, from mendicity its salutary shame.

For society, of all places I have ever been, Norwich is the best.

Beasts, birds, and insects, even to the minutest and meanest of their kind, act with the unerring providence of instinct; man, the while, who possesses a higher faculty, abuses it, and therefore goes blundering on.

There are some readers who have never read an essay on taste; and if they take my advice they never will, for they can no more improve their taste by so doing than they could improve their appetite or digestion by studying a cookery-book.