I Always Take Blushing Either For A

I Am Always Of The Opinion With The Learned, If They Speak First.

Words Are The Weak Support Of Cold Indifference; Love Has No Language To Be Heard.

Defer Not Till To-morrow To Be Wise, To-morrow's Sun To Thee May Never Rise; Or Should To-morrow Chance To Cheer Thy Sight With Her Enlivening And Unlook'd For Light, How Grateful Will Appear Her Dawning Rays! As Favours Unexpected Doubly Please.

They Come Together Like The Coroner's Inquest, To Sit Upon The Murdered Reputations Of The Week.

Delay Not Till Tomorrow To Be Wise; Tomorrow's Sun To Thee May Neve Rise.