But Winter Lingering Chills The Lap Of

We Had No Revolutions To Fear, Nor Fatigues To Undergo; All Our Adventures Were By The Fireside, And All Our Migrations From The Blue Bed To The Brown.

Truth From His Lips Prevailed With Double Sway, And Fools, Who Came To Scoff, Remained To Pray.

Whatever Be The Motives Which Induce Men To Write,--whether Avarice Or Fame,--the Country Becomes More Wise And Happy In Which They Most Serve For Instructors.

The First Blow Is Half The Battle.

The Genteel Thing Is The Genteel Thing Any Time, If As Be That A Gentleman Bees In A Concatenation Accordingly.