Sensibility is nature's celestial spring.

If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.

He turn'd his charger as he spake, Upon the river shore, He gave his bridle reins a shake, Said, "Adieu for evermore, my love, And adieu for evermore."

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

Nothing is more completely the child of art than a garden.

Look back, and smile on perils past.

I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!