Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy, but not expressed in fancy; ric >>
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance o >>
Now, neighbor confines, purge you of your scum! Have you a ruffian tha >>
A man knows when he is growing old because he begins to look like his >>
That he delights in the misery of others no man will confess, and yet >>
An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance! >>
It is a wise father that knows his own child.