If a faultless poem could be produced, I am satisfied it would tire the critics themselves; and annoy the whole reading world with the spleen.
Hope is brightest when it dawns from fears.
It was woman that taught me cruelty, and on woman therefore I have exercised it.
Do not Christians and Heathens, and Jews and Gentiles, and poets and philosophers, unite in allowing the starry influences?
We are like the herb which flourisheth most when it is most trampled on.
A Christmas gambol oft could cheer The poor man's heart through half the year.