The schoolmaster is termed, classically, Ludi Magister, because he deprives boys of their play.

Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.

On his bold visage middle age Had slightly press'd its signet sage, Yet had not quench'd the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth: Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare.

Time rolls his ceaseless course.

Greatness of any kind has no greater foe than a habit of drinking.

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.

Tell that to the marines - the sailors won't believe it.