His Faithful Dog Salutes The Smiling Guest.

Ye Are Brothers! Ye Are Men! And We Conquer But To Save.

The Popularity Of That Baby-faced Boy, Who Possessed Not Even The Elements Of A Good Actor, Was A Hallucination In The Public Mind, And A Disgrace To Our Theatrical History.

Oh, How Hard It Is To Find The One Just Suited To Our Mind!

The Proud, The Cold Untroubled Heart Of Stone, That Never Mused On Sorrow But Its Own.

Never Wedding, Ever Wooing, Still A Lovelorn Heart Pursuing, Read You Not The Wrong You're Doing In My Cheek's Pale Hue? All My Life With Sorrow Strewing; Wed Or Cease To Woo.