I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man >>
This sort of adoration of the real is but a heightening of the beau id >>
As to Don Juan, confess that it is the sublime of that there sort of w >>
Blows are sarcasm's turned stupid. >>
The satirist who writes nothing but satire should write but little -- >>
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song. >>
Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.