The Throne We Honour Is The People's

That Old Man Dies Prematurely Whose Memory Records No Benefits Conferred. They Only Have Lived Long Who Have Lived Virtuously.

Date Not The Life Which Thou Hast Run By The Mean Of Reckoning Of The Hours And Days, Which Though Hast Breathed: A Life Spent Worthily Should Be Measured By A Nobler Line, - By Deeds, Not Years.

Here, My Dear Lucy, Hide These Books. Quick, Quick! Fling "peregrine Pickle" Under The Toilette -throw "roderick Random" Into The Closet -put "the Innocent Adultery" Into "the Whole Duty Of Man"; Thrust "lord Aimworth" Under The Sofa! Cram "ovid" Behind The Bolster; There -put "the Man Of Feeling" Into Your Pocket. Now For Them.

I Ne'er Could Any Luster See In Eyes That Would Not Look On Me.

If It Is Abuse, - Why One Is Always Sure To Hear Of It From One Damned Goodnatured Friend Or Another!