And send him many years of sunshine days!
In law, what plea so tainted and corrupts, but being seasoned with a gracious voice obscures the show of evil.
I have lov'd her ever since I saw her; and still I see her beautiful
Thou weedy elf-skinned canker-blossom!
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
The due of honor in no point omit.