O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!

It was in the beginning of the month of November, 17--, when a young English gentleman, who had just left the university of Oxford, made use of the liberty afforded him, to visit some parts of the north of England; and curiosity extended his tour into the adjacent frontier of the sister country.

The will to do, the soul to dare..

The happy combination of fortuitous circumstances.

What can they see in the longest kingly line in Europe, save that it runs back to a successful soldier?

He who indulges his sense in any excesses renders himself obnoxious to his own reason; and, to gratify the brute in him, displeases the man, and sets his two natures at variance.

Good wine needs neither bush nor preface to make it welcome. And they drank the red wine through the helmet barr'd.