That willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes >>
The three great ends which a statesman ought to propose to himself in >>
Oh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Que >>
As the waters fail from the sea, and the flood decayeth and drieth up: >>
Death is the golden key that opens the palace of eternity. >>
Death destroys a man, the idea of Death saves him. >>
An orphan's curse would drag to hell, a spirit from on high; but oh! more horrible than that, is a curse in a dead man's eye!