Not to know me argues yourselves unknown. >>
How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fool >>
Tears such as angels weep. >>
England can never be ruined except by a Parliament. >>
National character is only another name for the particular form which >>
France has neither winter nor summer nor morals. Apart from these draw >>
Methinks I see in my mind a noble and puissant nation rousing herself like a strong man after sleep, and shaking her invincible locks. Methinks I see her as an eagle mewing her mighty youth, and kindling her undazzled eyes at the full midday beam.