History begins in novel and ends in essay.

Parent of sweetest sounds, yet mute forever.

Scotland by no means escaped the fate ordained for every country which is connected, but not incorporated, with another country of greater resources.

From the poetry of Lord Byron they drew a system of ethics compounded of misanthropy and voluptuousness,-a system in which the two great commandments were to hate your neighbour and to love your neighbour's wife.

The knowledge of the theory of logic has no tendency whatever to make men good reasoners.

A few more years will destroy whatever yet remains of that magical potency which once belonged to the name of Byron.

The highest intellects, like the tops of mountains, are the first to catch and to reflect the dawn.