Critics Are Already Made.

The Bright Sun Was Extinguish'd, And The Stars Did Wander Darkling In The Eternal Space.

I Only Go Out To Get Me A Fresh Appetite For Being Alone.

Send Me No More Reviews Of Any Kind. I Will Read No More Of Evil Or Good In That Line. Walter Scott Has Not Read A Review Of Himself For Thirteen Years .

And I Would Hear Yet Once Before I Perish The Voice Which Was My Music... Speak To Me!

Man Is A Carnivorous Production, And Must Have Meals, At Least One Meal A Day; He Cannot Live, Like Woodcocks, Upon Suction, But, Like The Shark And Tiger, Must Have Prey; Although His Anatomical Construction Bears Vegetables, In A Grumbling Way, Your Laboring People Think Beyond All Question, Beef, Veal, And Mutton Better For Digestion.