I Came To Realize Clearly That The

Tis An Old Lesson; Time Approves It True, And Those Who Know It Best, Deplore It Most; When All Is Won That All Desire To Woo, The Paltry Prize Is Hardly Worth The Cost.

Romances I Ne'er Read Like Those I Have Seen.

Tis Pleasing To Be School'd In A Strange Tongue By Female Lips And Eyes--that Is, I Mean, When Both The Teacher And The Taught Are Young, As Was The Case, At Least, Where I Have Been; They Smile So When One's Right; And When One's Wrong They Smile Still More.

The Art Of Angling, The Cruelest, The Coldest And The Stupidest Of Pretended Sports.

The English Winter - Ending In July To Recommence In August