The playbill, which is said to have announced the tragedy of Hamlet, the character of the Prince of Denmark being left out.

My foot is on my native heath, and my name is MacGregor.

Without courage there cannot be truth, and without truth there can be no other virtue.

Sordid selfishness doth contract and narrow our benevolence, and cause us, like serpents, to infold ourselves within ourselves, and to turn out our stings to the entire world besides.

Art thou a friend to Roderick?

Look at a gown of gold, and you will at least get a sleeve of it.

Perhaps the perusal of such works may, without injustice, be compared with the use of opiates, baneful, when habitually and constantly resorted to, but of most blessed power in those moments of pain and of langour, when the whole head is sore, and the whole heart sick. If those who rail indiscriminately at this species of composition, were to consider the quantity of actual pleasure it produces, and the much greater proportion of real sorrow and distress which it alleviates, their philanthropy ought to moderate their critical pride, or religious intolerance.