Beholding Heaven, And Feeling Hell.

If Dirt Were Trumps, What Hands You Would Hold!

Books Think For Me. I Can Read Anything Which I Call A Book.

Brandy And Water Spoils Two Good Things.

Sassafras Wood Boiled Down To A Kind Of Tea, And Tempered With An Infusion Of Milk And Sugar Hath To Some A Delicacy Beyond The China Luxury.

A Presentation Copy, Reader,-if Haply You Are Yet Innocent Of Such Favours-is A Copy Of A Book Which Does Not Sell, Sent You By The Author.